• Blinded by fog
    Stuck in this bog
    My own little hell
    And I cannot tell
    So many choices
    From so may voices
    Mean no where to go
    And no way to grow

    Fog covers up
    This secrative slump
    Smile to the people
    Who don't know what's deeper
    Try to carry on
    Just try and be strong
    But a self-supported man
    Can barely even stand

    All the contemplation
    And who would guess
    While trapped in this vex
    The fog's hole appears
    And now the path is clear
    An outstretched hand
    To help this young man stand ...
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