Head in a fog, thoughts all a-tangle,

Can't untie the knots, can't find the angle.

Has my chaotic mind finally hit the wall?

I yearn to chase dreams, but they slip like sand,

Lost in a maze, don't know where I stand.

What do I truly seek, I can't discern,

In this swirling storm, where do I turn?

Will clarity dawn like the break of day,

Sweeping my doubts and fears away?

I'm skeptical, but I hold onto hope,

That someday soon, I'll learn to cope.