Wishing

I spend a lot of time wishing that Some things in my life could be different. I think there must be something more, But I'm not sure that is what I meant. I look everywhere for the greener grass, That was on the other side of the fence. I wish desperately for clarity of thought, But it's hard to see through fog so dense. My mind is always so cluttered, And I am not always able to think clearly, To end my confusion and clear away the fog, Is a dream that I hold in my heart dearly. I'm lost in a maze that never seems to end, And I'm still not sure how I got in. How am I supposed to know where I'm going, When still I'm not sure where I have been.