~ Dazed Thoughts ~

Sitting by the window sill,
Looking downside with a daze
With no intents and no will,
No thoughts and mind in maze

Every day is again another
A routine that just rolls on,
Or do I worry or do I bother,
About things to come or gone

It is a dazing life I've felt,
About morals and about Love
About things you have dealt,
About yourself and one above

What is my motive, its blind,
To me and to my blind sights
When its time, I need to wind,
My life of the days and nights

Then probably I would realize,
"Oh so this was my life's will
Its too late for me to revise
The thoughts by the window sill