Thoughts within my mind are jumbled,
And contradictory.
My perceptions are all askew.

I?ve lived on this earth for a while,
Yet I seem to be starting anew.
These new feelings,
These new thoughts,
They all seem so strange and foreign.

As if the sky were opening up
To new territory; yet to be explored.

Through the darkness,
I feel as though there is
An beneith the layers:
Something deep inside.

I?m on a never-ending quest it seems,
Going after wisdom I have yet
To comprehend.

I search deep inside for all the meanings,
And in return receive only more questions.

The mist consumes me,
As I sit in the corner alone.
It ravels around my small form.
In that moment,
I feel so weak and childish,
So lost.

Analyzing seems to bring nothing,
And emotionally, I get more insecure.

I hate being caught in this suffocating fog,
I hate not knowing,
Not seeing.

I wish there were something beyond this place,
Somewhere that I could rest.
Where the nagging questions all have simple answers,
As well as simple solutions.