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You See Me In My Daily Grind
I often find that I'm drifting,
Through this life without any effort;
I often wonder if I am truly
Worth what I have been blessed.
I search through the days that have been so hard,
To try and understand
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.
You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong,
Yet, when I am alone, I question;
Just where do I belong?.
I often try too hard I find,
To analyze and guess,
To scrutenize and investigate
My life I will cofess..
For somewhere much deeper, there must be,
Some small meaning to this life.
Some way to make a difference;
Give me a reason for this strife.
Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agande waiting to be found?
A greater purpose waiting,
If I care to hang around?
It please and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight
A hazy vision just out of reach,
Where darkness hides all light.
I struggle to bring some clarity,
To what awaits me there
And yet this weak illusion;
Always fades before my stare..
It seems the harder that I try,
To focus through the haze,
Just serves to add more questions,
Through my endless, tired gaze.
Perhaps I am trying just all too hard,
Tounderstabd it all.
For can we ever truely know,
Just what we have in store?
Each incident, each moment passes...
Just adds upon the next,
But in the end, will I find truth...
Or will it be perplexed?
Perhap I make it harder,
Than it has to be sometimes,
But will me searching bring to me
My meaning over time?
Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now;
While the questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow...
Through this life without any effort;
I often wonder if I am truly
Worth what I have been blessed.
I search through the days that have been so hard,
To try and understand
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.
You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong,
Yet, when I am alone, I question;
Just where do I belong?.
I often try too hard I find,
To analyze and guess,
To scrutenize and investigate
My life I will cofess..
For somewhere much deeper, there must be,
Some small meaning to this life.
Some way to make a difference;
Give me a reason for this strife.
Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agande waiting to be found?
A greater purpose waiting,
If I care to hang around?
It please and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight
A hazy vision just out of reach,
Where darkness hides all light.
I struggle to bring some clarity,
To what awaits me there
And yet this weak illusion;
Always fades before my stare..
It seems the harder that I try,
To focus through the haze,
Just serves to add more questions,
Through my endless, tired gaze.
Perhaps I am trying just all too hard,
Tounderstabd it all.
For can we ever truely know,
Just what we have in store?
Each incident, each moment passes...
Just adds upon the next,
But in the end, will I find truth...
Or will it be perplexed?
Perhap I make it harder,
Than it has to be sometimes,
But will me searching bring to me
My meaning over time?
Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now;
While the questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow...
Published 6th Apr 2010
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