IRC-Galleria

I'm lost in this maze
All directions guide me to death
Sometimes I can see the light
But it fades away as I realize
If it's the end of this maze
It's the end of my way
And so I step back and run
I wish I could run so deep
That I never find my way out

When it's dark enough
I have the courage to look back
Nothing is all I see
That's the way I want it
No knowledge of upcoming days
Seeing you're future may be a privilege
But for me it is a phobia

I wander through this maze
Searching for other lost ones
Why am I here?
Don't know, don't care
I just want to be happy
Until i'm forced to exit
This confusing maze
This maze, which I call life...