Sadness

Dried up tears cover my face,
While restless nights start to take place.
Compatibility is nowhere to be found
Whereas confusion and drama are my only sounds.
My conscience is sunning thin and
My mind feels like a mixed up blend
I try to do right but a voice weeps from within.
Right from wrong is nowhere in sight,
I'm leading myself through a blindless light.
Tire of drama and sick of pain,
Watching my life deteriorate
Now that's a damn shame.