Wanna stop, take a reverse if possible
Walking this way
Forgot why I thought it plausible.
I have no say
Right or wrong
Always am suppressed.
Singing this song
Hardly helps that's messed.
Asking a night-time fly to hold a candle
Light away paths is itself a scandle.
Darkness doesn't illuminate
It was always taught to hate
Everything that's light.
Trying to take a higher flight
Losing the ground beneath
Forgetting that's air you breathe
Not the gold or diamond
Each lesson hardly learned
How can you walk further?
Chaos not the clarity is a spurrer
Aren't you such a paradox?