Peace, love, and happiness –
is it all a big lie?
Is my head full of bullshit,
just thoughts in the sky?
These thoughts feel so distant,
way up there in the clouds,
wrapped in a blanket of fog –
confused, feelings unsound.
Is this place just a fantasy,
where my thoughts all reside?
Should I fear the day
when reality collides?
The fall would be hard.
Do I brace and prepare?
Do I hide? Live in fear?
Should I be bothered or care?
Do I stand and fight back?
My fists say that I can,
but it doesn’t feel right…
Does that make me a man?
Do I take up the challenge,
let it turn into a fight?
Does that really mean
that the ‘winner’ is right?
I would pray for clarity,
but I don’t know to whom.
Is it him? Is it her? Is it me?
Do I have half a clue?
At times, I might say
that questions are good,
but not when they clutter my mind –
confused and misunderstood.
