CAUGHT IN A HAZE

Crazy, changing, not quite sure and
world is spinning, keeps on going,
can't be sure where I'm heading
am I making sense?

Wonder 'bout the changing times
and night blends day and back again.
I'm walking, fighting, moment's cloudy
I'm in a haze again, and it's not making sense.

So I sit on the bench in the middle of the run down park,
soaked to the bone, watching water run down my face,
and my inspiration's here.
No more masses, break the mold,
that's when things are clear.

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