Like a fog clouding my thoughts,
Clouding my senses.
Making me feel lost,
Wondering where my place is.

Weighing down my mind.
Keeping me rooted,
Where there's no light to find.

Stumbling in the dark,
Wondering if I'll ever be free.
Or will I be a prisoner of my mind.
Stuck, not caring for anything.

I feel anti-social.
They don't understand though.
Maybe my existence is superficial.
Cos I don't know what I'm here for.

I feel like a puzzle with a missing piece...