Through dark times with rogue minds. I stay blind to the fact that I am not fine. I feel like Helen Keller to my own life. I can't see what is going on. Closed blinds. I'm sitting in a pool of doubt. I am always trying to find a way to get out. i can't help to cry sometimes. I'm running from the lies that have been told too many times. I sit back and watch life pass me by. Not standing up to my problems. Hoping they would die..