The mind is a maze
In the process of healing
I end up destroying myself
Time is supposed to heal
But it's killing me, I can tell
Be patient, be patient
I've told myself a hundred times
Then I think of all the years
That in the wait have gone by
I wish I could speed things up
To finally find the cure
But in the process I'm learning
I can't live waiting for
So I celebrate each day
I manage to survive
I long to do way more
But first I need not to die
Is it possible to be free
While I can't still go outside?
I heard there is a key
And it can be found in my mind
But the mind is a dangerous place
There is the salvation and the fall
So many paths make this a maze
Will I ever escape, after all?