The Maze

by John P Newby   Mar 6, 2006


So lost in this maze of confusion
Hopes and dreams just become an illusion

Feels like I'll never find my way
Straying a little farther each day

Walls too high to climb
Running out of youth and time

Where did this nightmare begin?
Will my search ever end?

Every turn I take is the wrong way
Never does any good to pray

All hope is almost gone
My best friend is the only one that keeps me from being alone

Maybe one day I'll find my way out
Until then I just live in a haze of doubt

- John P Newby ©

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