Too many times before
I have caught myself in a daydream,
And looking at the floor.
Hoping that with the time I have left
I can manage to bring myself to my feet again to try to find an open door
Because everywhere I have searched before
Has had blocked windows and blocked doors
For all of these problems and misconceptions have blocked
Me and all of my good intentions.

This lonely road I had taken
Only left me subliminally shaken
For I have been sitting in the darkness too long
Just hoping to see some sunlight,
Or at least the Northern Star,
But I completely lack the toughness
To find direction or even a compass
Because I have lost interest.
I don’t want to be carrying the world’s weight anymore,
But my efforts to set it down
Have never measured out.
It’s like I keep swimming,
But the weight is making me drown.
This has all just left me with a frown,
But I am ready and willing to turn that around.
I have to find this key that does not want to be found
So I can open a door
To escape this daydream
That has held my mind as fugitive for long before.