Lost

Sometimes I wanna hold on and pray. Hoping things will get better when day breaks. Wrong I am because some things don't fix. Unappreciative to those putting smile on my face. It's a sad triangle going on in this phase. Sense I oughta have when plans as such are misplaced. Dead end trail I keep trying to chase. Some iron never welder like in this case. Forcing steel to straighten up gets me in no place. Gotta let this transform to whatever caves. I love what are not meant to be, Maze. And get in races I don't win, Daze.