Hazy

Empty hearts, and broken wings,

Scattered minds, hopeless dreams.

Underneath our skin we hide,

Never in ourselves do we confide.

We're trapped inside our own minds,

Remembering all of those dark times.

It seems like we're slipping back into it,

Feeling numb inside, falling into a pit.

Slowly taking over, creeping within,

The feeling of weakness starts to begin.

Tears are falling from our eyes,

Everything turned gray, no blue skies.