Here in the middle of my faults
This endless march of screeching halts
Treading paths of haze
This wasting all my days
I wonder where you are.
Here in the progress of my doubt
My demons now are creeping out
Feels like grace is stuck in park
Thus I'm walking in the dark
And I wonder where you are.
Here in the rising of the tides
I'm scared of who I am inside
This praying for my prayers
This confusion why I care
I wonder where you are.
Here in the turning of my heart
A Lego house, I come apart
I'm lost against the darkened grey
I feel as though I'll fade away
And I wonder where you are.
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