Trapped

If a soul wanders the earth, will it ever find an end?

I am the lost soul,
He who wanders the earth,
I'm a savage in persona but in personal instincts i am a savior,
I am torn between 2 homes, Both of which I will never see,
And I am following a path I can't remember where it leads,
I can never die because I never lived, And this life that is being led is just a dream
Trapped in a cycle of circular repetative,
And when I wake from this oblivious annonymous invisible life,
I still will be that lost soul who wanders the earth