Getting lost,
Every time I think, 'No clearance,'
Only increasing confusion,
Blurred vision of thoughts,
Raling through the mind,
Leaving me in a sigh.

What does it feel like to know,
To know what you want,
To know what you love,
To know how you feel,
To know what is the right decision,
To know if my trial is not a waste of time,
To know what I want in life,
To know if it's worthy of time,
Only so that I am not lost and depressed at the end,
Because when I have given my all,
Is it necessary that every time I have to fall?

© Sihi.