My mind's dark and dusty. Do not disturb on the door. I lived in this madness. And wondered what it's all for. . I've held of my problems. When I should have let them go.
You curse me for the things I've done and said. You live your life in confusion, fully mislead. You let the things that mean the most slip away. You let the questions inside grow instead of fade.
So many questions go unanswered. So many times there are things we leave undone. What is the prize one's before us have paid. For the steps that they have made.