In a time of confusion,
With mists of illusion,
I’m lost in a cloud of doubt.
Unsure of what to feel,
Unsure if any of it is real,
Living a life that’s inside-out.
My heart is confused,
Torn and abused,
But still holding on.
It may be naïve,
But I do still believe,
That there is hope of a coming dawn.
Waiting for an eternity,
In a haze of uncertainty,
I see you through the clouds.
We all know that love is not a game,
But the question still remains the same:
Can you see me through the shrouds?
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