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