What is it in life,
when you do not know
Your purpose for being,
or when you will go
Should night fall again,
will the sun rise tomorrow
May I ever know love,
or just walk in sorrow
Confusion has become,
something felt everyday
You don't even know,
how to get out of your own way
What is it in life,
will we ever be aware
I wish I could find,
someone willing to share
What is it in life,
answers always unfound
Am I ever going to feel,
like I'm on solid ground?
answers always unfound
Am I ever going to feel,
like I'm on solid ground?
Surely your readers will relate strongly to what you have expressed in your verses, Brandi. I know I do. Love and peace to you,
Regis