In the shadowed corridors of my mind,
I wander endlessly, seeking light.
Each turn, a whisper of forgotten time,
Each step, a journey into the night.
The stars above, they do not guide,
Their gentle glow, a distant song.
I’m lost in thoughts that twist and hide,
In a world where I don’t belong.
The echoes of my silent cries,
Bounce off the walls of this maze.
I search for answers in the skies,
But find only a foggy haze.
Yet hope remains, a flickering flame,
That one day I’ll find my way.
Through the dark, I’ll reclaim my name,
And turn night into day.