Lanes Of Happiness
Lanes Of Happiness
Lanes of happiness are lost.
Perplexity laughs at me and roast.
Holding hope in my fist.
I'm eagerly waiting for that twist.
When my life will be fine.
I'll be filled with galore of divine.
Just give me one sign.
When will I shine?
I'm holding the candles of prospection.
In this obscuring dimensions.
I'm surrounded with lamentations.
But I know.
Soon I'll be liberated from tensions.