What narrow halls I've wandered, I have wandered all I can
What mirrored walls stand tall, I've seen myself as all I am
What shadows cast and shine on me and show me what I want to see
But oh, they've never helped me understand
If only I could ever find an exit from these halls
Will I stumble lost forever in these endless winding walls
They obscure me and assure me, they are stable and serene
But oh, they just don't speak to me at all
What foggy dreams I've had, they've never offered me a clue
Only catching glimpses, where to go and what to do
The hope for satisfaction is what pushes me to action
But oh, it's never shown itself to me
No it's never shown itself to me
Wednesday, October 17, 2018
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