“My mind goes back and forth
From hopeful to hopeless thoughts;
Having lost sight of dreams,
Worries turn into a stream.
Feeling helpless becomes the rule,
To struggle, there’s plenty of room,
To the mirror I ask what am I to do?
But the answer by now is overdue.
Not knowing, yet wondering,
Lost, yet wandering…
Always stuck in a spinning wheel,
How useless have I been all these years?”