Why can I not see me?
I keep trying to make a change, but I just remain still.
I can see what the world holds.
I just cannot see what it holds for me.
My time is running low, and my spirts are almost gone.
I need to get up and move, but my feet keep saying stay.
Stay in a hold that keeps getting deeper.
What happen to the dreams that came at night?
The ones that made me want to live the day.
They ran away, while I begged them to stay.
Now I have no vison and my time is just ticking.