Where am I supposed to go now? Standing in a room with no doors. What can I do to navigate? Waiting for the fog to clear the shores. Walking around in a smoke screen. Running circles inside my head. Running out of time to see the sign. So I'll lie here in the dust instead. Stop. Drop. Roll. Leave me alone. Fee. Price. Toll. Let me sleep. Wake. Walk. Weep. I'll never see why. Tick. Tock. Sleep. Finally peaceful. Another morning found with skies so gray. Another morning bound to another pointless day. The clouds in the air follow me into the halls. I wish I could escape it, but I'll run into walls. I wish I could forget it, but there remains much length. I wish I could endure it, but I don't have the strength. I need to regain my perception if I want to stay. But it's when I try to focus that I realize It's really damn hard to keep my head straight If I get dizzy when I close my eyes.