Confounded

Confounded, to an empty space I send my question mark The voiceless echo blurs my face I send again, when sky gets dark Who’s me? another chimney mouse Most decent of all mice I wouldn’t take your time for hours With me it would be nice To talk about our everydays How well it goes, what’s wrong And what seems right, in other case We wouldn’t talk for long I know so well, that you have changed But there’s no way I could Foresee how life is turning strange The whole new attitude Annihilates the time, that passed The words, that has been said Maintains the distance, that is vast And silence you have sent.