Not for years has it been clear
My mind of thoughts of meres and nears
Misses and mistakes, my mind was raked
looking for answers of how to make
sense of the fails, reasons for doubts
i'll give you all my many to pout
Mistrust and misguiding seems the key
For the reason my mind has never been free
They've taken my longing for ones they shouldn't
If asked to repeat, i swear i wouldn't.