The day is silent,
The night is cold.
Wandering alone in a self prison.
Confused, not knowing what to do.
Is the path I\'ve choosen my destine trail?
The right way for me has not shown itself,
Or maybe it has but is hidden from sight.
Time after time I think and rethink.
My thoughts i go over again and again.
I hope and pray this is right
Because if not then I may pay the ultimate price.