My efforts to solve failures go amiss
Somehow the goals keep moving in the mist
I am misunderstanding what I need to know
I only understand what I already know
I am misunderstanding why they only throw me the bones
But I understand the hurt of being hit by sharp stones

There is a loud cheer from the crowd
But who is listening to my muffled words now
The silence is deafening
Waiting times are beckoning
My heart is sinking with every beat
And my messages are replete

Telling myself, the world will always be a misty haze
And I smile to myself with teary eyes
They are welcome emotions now-days
Emptying my of soul of sunken blase ways