Foggy Daze
A sweet, calm smile rests on my face,
But if you stare into my eyes,
Storm clouds billow and churn,
Tears glaze like rainy day skies.
I haven't seen the sun
Since I don't know when,
A misty gray shroud
Blocks and clouds my vision.
My life's been taken over
By a sadistic grandfather clock.
Time haunts and taunts me,
There's no way to keep up.
But if you ask me how I've been,
Invariably I'll look up and grin;
For what more is there to say
Besides, "Oh, I'm OK."
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