A Collection of Dreams

Standing upon a hazy afternoon
full of sunshine in these eyes of mine,
I fear the night, full of hopeless wandering
and endless sadness.

Driving within tunnels of chaos
seeing curves I can't get around
and endless summers of where
did I misplace my mind?

Locked in a cage of whispers-
"She's not supposed to be here"

but I was there and I can't
forget the feeling of being lost-

I've been abandoned ever since,
it's just now;

I wear a smile
while the skeletons
dance within my head.