Alas I strive to answer,
That which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
Alone on the mountain I gaze upon the stars
Upon the very mountain,
Mine eyes doth glance
Into thy soul,
Where passion flares like burning coals,
And weep like a bereaved widow,
Alas I strive to answer,
That, which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
Alone on the edge of the world,
I peer into the chasm,
I see happy,
Also see I of sad,
I see people, who are free,
And those who are prisoners of greed,
Alas I strive to answer,
That, which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
I look upon the tree's that doth grow,
They grow strong and withstand the weather,
If people were as strong as the trees we would not fall apart,
Alas I strive to answer,
That which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
I wonder
How?
And
If?
And
When?
Alas I strive to answer,
That, which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
If the words could describe,
The emotion truly felt would these words be fair?
If words could describe a world
Would the words be fair?
Alas I strive to answer,
That, which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
I look upon the people,
So varied and to their own,
If variety was nothing and choice was only 1,
Where would we hide?
From fear,
From hope,
How could we experience true life?
Alas I strive to answer,
That, which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
If you ask a question and the answer is unknown,
Does the answer exist?
Can the answer exist?
You can have your ideal answer in your heart and mind,
Even if you do not realise and need some help to find,
Alas I strive to answer,
That which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
Why am I here?
Why me not them?
What is the meaning of life?
To each these questions lies an answer in your very soul
For each and every individual has a unique reply
You could ask for my response as I could ask for yours,
Alas I strive to answer,
That which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
Life is how you choose to live,
It's the way you do the things you do
Life is you and you are life,
Fragile like a graceful butterfly,
Easily broken like a pain of glass,
Alas I strive to answer,
That, which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
Understood like a definition,
Or Cryptic like a riddle,
Don't ask other to understand you,
Ask you to understand yourself,
For if you do not know yourself you cannot be understood.
Alas I strive to answer,
That, which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
The end of a life,
The end of the beginning,
The beginning of the end,
The answer I can't provide you with
You must search alone my friend!
Alas I strive to answer,
That, which I can't,
I ask myself a question but the answer is not there.
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