What's wrong with us?
Have we lost our minds
It keeps taunting us
Colour and shade to eyes so blind
The cycle is mobius
No start or finish line
Fighting phobias
Like what you find in the night
Just blind your eyes until the sun is gone
So you can learn to see passed focus
When you find the light only you will know
Then the world will seem less hopeless
Incarcerate. Bound by ties
They've taken your sight away
Farewell no long goodbyes
Just whisper I'l folow
My sight is your sound
Help me to navigate
So what was lost will be found
Blind your eyes until the sun is gone
So you can learn to see passed focus
When you find the light only you will know
Then the world will seem less hopeless
Nyctaphobia
Leave it alone.