I raise my head to the big vast sky,
Vast sky which is full of heavy dark clouds,
Darkness clouding my sight from what is beyond,
Beyond the clouds where stars plot against me lie, Lies that I tell myself for another day to pass,
Pass days, weeks, months and years,
Ears deafened by the whispers carried by wind,
Winding my mind further away from reality,
Real or not, is now just a matter of choice,
Choices made to suit my mood and conviction,
Convict of my imagination, free from chaos outside,
Out of my mind, finally at peace,
Pieces of reality slowly get blurred,
I raise my head to the big vast sky,
Vast sky which is full of light white clouds.