Chanced upon something I wrote about 3 yrs ago or more. Its amazing how after so many things have happened in my life, some things still remain ever so relevant.

I ain't no Robert Frost, so for the literature snobs out there who read my blog (yes, you know who you are... Grins), just read it and bear with it.

Questions
Sitting here alone in a crowd,
Watching life as it passes by.
Just can’t bring myself to laugh,
Nor even feel enough to cry.

Trapped within my confused emotions,
Lost in my emotional confusion,
Unaware of what I really want,
How do I know my life has truly begun?

What’s real and what’s unseen?
Where’s my hope and where’s my dream?
Why the mirth and why the pain?
Is there nowhere I can lean?

Sometimes life ain’t about the answers,
Its just about questions, the doubts I have.
The sense that at the end of my tether,
I’m not alone, that there is another.

So what’s the big deal?
I will live
Life always gets worse
Its brings no reprieve
Hanging on.
That’s what we do.

Maybe that’s what its all about.