It's dark and scary in these mazes,
Of incomprehensible circles of thought,
Are these my own ideas?
Or have you really been through these phases
Phases that leave me high and dry,
It makes me question my actions of yore,
Oh how I lost everything to it,
Can't redeem myself now, so I cry
Cry i do, and also I ponder,
Over destiny and how it takes its course,
How sometimes you can just lose control
And stay in a trance, for years, I wonder
Wonder why, when we were starcrossed,
Why had we come to be?
What happens to all those dreams now
Somewhere, in your mind, they, are lost..