Blinded.
When will my world be clear again?
I feel so lost,
in this cloud of fog.
I have so many questions,
that I don't know the answers too.
I have so many desires,
that I don't know how to calm.
When will my world be clear again?
I feel so lost,
in this could of fog.
The mists keep rising from the depths,
making each step harder to take,
than the last.
I'm so lost in this fog,
in this misty haze,
that I don't know,
what I want,
anymore.
When will my world be clear again?
I feel so lost in this fog.
So many questions,
So many desires,
and now way to,
get rid of them.