Conscience

Conscience

Walking, walking and walking,
alone in the wood.
I'm tired for a shed

I want to go
I want dark
I want to scream
and I want to be a smog.

Is this a day or a night?
Is this right or wrong?

I may know it or may not
But, why I care
and, I won't

I'll do it because I want
So, I'll go
and I'll be in dark
till I find me
and yes, I'll  scream
till I am out of me
and, I'll be be a smog
till I'm at serene