Out Of Focus

Out of focus, like a blurry lens,

A mind that can't seem to make amends.

With thoughts that scatter like leaves in the wind,

And a heart that feels lost, hard to find.

It's hard to see the path ahead,

When the mind is clouded and full of dread.

A future that seems uncertain and unclear,

And the present a haze, it's hard to steer.

But still, I hold on to hope within,

That clarity will come, and I'll begin

To see the world with a clearer view,

And find my way, my heart anew.

So I take a deep breath, and I try,

To focus my thoughts, to soar high.

And though the journey may be long,

I'll find my way, where I belong.