It was full of blank
Filled with mist and fog
Couldn't address it anywhere
Feeling alone and solitude

Thoughts are rumbling on mind
What to do, what
Why do you act and think late? 
Making me think deeply

Overthinking makes me feel crazy
Thinking about things which are not gonna happen
But still counting it on mind
Really desperate for space

Want to be there in life
Which I dreamt to be there in future
Steps ahead in the mist 
Need a hand to hold in way

Whispering to seek help
But, shyness doesn't allow it
Don't know whom to ask
And whom to trust

Yes, there's always an answer to everything
Hoping this time will go
Water will fill the joy
With tenderness and hope.

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