Wondering 'How'

In this dark world

Where I seem to have forgotten myself

I see people shining brighter than the moon

Watching them I seem to ask myself

Will I be able to hold a candle again 

Even if I will 

Will, I will still be able to fire it up

But then I think how

That how never appears

And the why never goes

In this dark night

Where I see the stars shining

Brighter than the candle beside me

It fades the darkness within me

But watching them I seem to ask myself again

Will I be able to shine like those stars

Will I be able to climb up to the sky

Even if I will 

How?

This how never comes

And the why never goes

In a roundabout manner

I sleep and wake up

Ending up in these roundabouts

Where my how is nowhere to be seen

And my why is neglectfully keen

While I will still keep going

Who knows when will 

Did I found me how?