Confessions of a confused mind

Standing at a crossroad,
I wonder which way to go,
See a lot of people walking each way,
Dunno who to follow,
I can read the directions...
But my minds too shallow...

Choices are half chances... they say...
Can't see any,... am too blinded...
Blinded by my thoughts,
Blinded by the way I believe...
Blinded by old paths treaded on,

reflections...... the way i am...
Blinded by myself, I dunno where i go.

Wishing for a better sunrise,
Dunno if that'll happen tomorrow,
Cause today my minds full of sorrow.

As i walk along... I leave...
I leave... footprints in sands of time...
These are... These are confessions of a confused mind.