My head is a maze and I can’t gather my thoughts,
I am in a daze and I feel completely lost.
All alone in the world without a helping hand,
And it hurts so bad but it’s made me who I am.
I struggle everyday just to make it to the next,
Searching for answers but I haven’t found any yet.
Trapped inside my head looking for a way out,
I battle within myself to see what Life’s about.
A reason for living or should I say a reason for not,
I don’t have much but I cherish what I’ve got.
My Life is confusion and it doesn’t make sense,
I try to live an illusion but my mind is bent.
Everything I create and try to make my self see,
Somehow turns bad and comes back at me.
A retaliation of sorts for not living what is real,
It controls my emotions and determines how I feel.
It makes my days long and it gets me so stressed,
But I guess this is Life when you live it depressed.
Michael C. Lucas