And it floats on and on
No end in sight, no reprieve
I just need a little time,
A little time to breathe.
Too much to ask of the world, I know,
I’m more experienced than I look.
I’ve been up high and really low,
I guess I get this life.
Yet still one question follows me,
With such irrevocable strife…
A bug is here to feed the toads
The plants to give clean air
Fishies swim to feed the birds,
But, oh, I moan in despair.
What is my point, why am I here?
Straight and to the core,
There is no reason, I fear.
A void to fill
In no-one’s heart.
Not too pretty,
Not too smart.
Each night rivers flow
In and out of my soul
I can’t find a reason,
I can’t stay whole.[/size]
