Less I am than me

Less I am than me.
Nothing to hear.
Who sees me?
I don’t see clear.

What is my will?
Is it there at all?
Lost in my fill
I heed to the call.

Will I see me?
Is anything there?
Who can I be?
Dream I don’t dare.

Lost in my place,
I fever along.
Have you seen my face?
No is what’s wrong.