When days are like night which way is right?
This darkness fills my eyes We're all stumbling fools fighting for light,
some striving for life Thought- provoking inflictions in my mind,unwind
If I'm done trying I must be dying,inside with timeSuffering to survive, I wasn't puffing to get high; just to keep a hold of mine ;maybe even hoping to find,the answers to these questioning times 2b continued