• I live in a world of confusion.
    You could say I'm deaf and blind.
    To in extent I'm content.

    It's a sad affair, it leads to dispear,
    sometimes it doesn't seem far.
    That I cannot see in front of me.
    In this place called reality.

    If I reach out, will you take my hand?
    Don't be scared, I need a push out of
    my daze. To walk into the reality that
    I'm only half aware.