How much longer, to fall out of this blue,
And be contended with things I once knew.
How much longer, for this dreams to come true
And say, yes, this all was worth going through.
Where is the bright star that I followed every night?
Who chose to guide me no longer in broad day light.
Where is the beauty that I once knew?
To rekindle the candle of joy anew.
Constrained numbness has pressed a lasting defect,
When contagious smiles no longer infects.
Will this bitter face take a form as new
Just a sign, symbol or a clue will do.