Hovering above, thoughts absorb within a cloud
formed by fear and questions that lurk
profusely raining down on my mind aloud
there's no clarity seen through the murk

Unsure if my own thoughts even exist
influenced by others getting in my head
assisting fears, with no answers forms mist
this clouded mind is why I'm misled

The opening for others input has closed
as the raining thoughts of theirs subside
the answers left behind have been disposed
now my mind, the decisions I decide

With a chain around my own fears
my mixed thoughts locked, can now converge
as the once dense fog slowly clears
through the cloud of uncertainty, I emerge.