Life

I'm blind, nothing makes sense
Always running from evanescence

Trying to find meaning in this being

Where is my path? I was born without a compass
Is talent given at birth? Is it formed from experience?
Or is it a perception of sheep?

Ban together we will, is it not many molecules that form the mighty structure? Supporting each other, as a flock. Following each other

Choices

That is what it's all about, they are made
Sometimes by you, mostly by them

When you wake up tomorrow, what will you do?

Reviews

[WithinTheHeart]

A very honest piece.
One which makes you ponder.