Mindlessly strolling through the street of life.
Watching the time pass oh I cannot rewind.
How much time has passed? What have I lost?
In the fog of fantasies I couldn't tell.
It has been a long time since I fell, above from the skies, deep in the heavens.
Where I resided with my little tiny mind.
Nothing to worry about, nobody to quell.
Living the life of my perfect self.
Living above high, acing everything I did.
Feeling i was on top and invincible back then.
Long has gone the time, long gone the brilliance.
It has been a while since I fell into the depths of my own hell .
Hell of my own making, with everything bad.
Incompetence is my being, as I wander here aimlessly, completely aghast.
But among the fog, as I mindlessly wander.
I pick up some stones, jewel or coal it is? I wonder.
Walking in the fog of nothingness maybe it isn't so bad,
If I learn my path with every thud, every fall.
Even in the darkness, maybe the light will bloom?
Maybe I'll see the results of stones I gathered, or the castle I built, or the things I learnt.
Or maybe it will all dissolve in a meaningless lonely death.
Nothing but the future can tell.