my vision's clouded, the sun is dark i've lost my way, i've lost my mark =
chased by something in another way hoping to see the light or another =
day getting, getting, getting in my way broad horizons, but my skies are =
gray getting, getting, getting in my way don't know what it is, but it =
ain't gonna stay blind punches, invisible blows my patience shortens, my =
temper grows i'm taking over, i'm not myself i'm tired of the cards i'm =
being dealt pissed-off as i should i can't do all that i know i could =
the things i see have different shapes i can't remember what it takes
Submitted by: Mel
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