Por Qué ?

Why do I see myself in a maze, lost and out of control
and in a lot of pain.
Why do I ask the moon and she doesn't answer me,
I can't find the reason.
It was all because of a dream,
that got into my head.

Tell me where the path is that I can't find,
tell me where it is, let me see it,
tell me what's wrong with me, am I blind?
I'm here standing waiting for time.

Why is time my enemy, if I'm just a poor soul
looking for my way.
Why am I misunderstood and sometimes in life
I can't find meaning.
I don't know why nobody listens to me,
if I only speak the truth.