Analysis of Will I

I pray one day to find my way,
and clear my head for good.
To realize, and dry the cries,
to become who I should,

And will I then still pry inside,
even after fears cease?
And ask as why it is that I,
could live with all this greif

Can I deny and still comprise,
the one I see with my own eyes?
Change the tides, less compromise,
reflections lie, be satisfied?

New days show, still lieing low,
add yet a foot to grow.
For all I know, still stumble fro,
Yet distaine life below,