Following The Way To Psychiatric Asylum کے بول

Walking in an obscure tunnel which seems to be never-ending I feel exhausted, step by step feeling that I'll never overcome As I walk, years after years I've not found an issue yet so I carry on with move forward with no hope of any end As a stairway which forever climbs I follow this tiring way during my walking, days after days I remember my own life But I feel so indifferent that I forget these sad thinks I carry on with move forward fallawing always the same way Sometimes I stop, to make a break to rest myself a moment after I've seen that I can't turn back and I take to my way again Slowly, hours after hours I'm walking step by step following my way and I wonder if this way has got an end...