Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Is my show over?

Is my show over?

I asked my mind what's in my heart?

It rambled round and around

Without giving me a coherent answer

I asked my friend what am I doing wrong?

He told me his own life story instead

So I'm stuck

Still in the mud

Of my very own existence

Meandering through a life

I thought was full of meaning then

Blessed with all that I wanted

Yet I'm now uncertain

With the curtain being slowly unwound

I'm standing right below

Not knowing whether I shall step

Forward or back

Wondering why the audience

No longer exists


  1. yeah. endless slow days when you don't know whether it's all worth it sticking around, or if there's still a purpose in it.