Flip flop like a fish out of water
I am dying from the inside out
Why? It's always the same, I have to ask why?
Doubting what is before my eyes
Always asking why?
"Just because" is not an answer my friend
Imperfection that's our natural way
Hovering between the dark and light
The big picture makes no sense at all
We are wired to seek out truth
On a planet were there is no truth
Only shifting perceptions
Vicious violent acts of in-human behaviour
Stand shoulder to shoulder along side heroism
Why?
Is there a purpose to his illogical place?
Some hidden test that needs to be passed?
Compassion cohabitates along side horror
Why?
Is truth riddle with maggoty doubts?
Why?
You got an answer my friend?
I have been building a forest of question marks all my life long
