I wander from day to day just drifting away,
Not seeing, hearing, remembering or wishing,
Not understanding, feeling or caring about the world around me,
All that I feel is tired I’m wanting to sleep,
Not for a day but forever without thought just dreams,
Dreams of how I want things to be possibly,
Of what the dreams are to me is unclear its foggy I’m just drowsy,
The dreams are what I want so I can have a clue to my life,
Not to what I want but for what I need,
Not an object nor love but how to realize,
Not how to realize a something it’s more of a thought,
Possibly a thought of the world to maybe care,
Care about what I do not know for sure,
I am completely lost in a whirlpool,
Just left crying when I should be dying,
bring this to my soul because I’m just cold...
