Today is a contemplative day.
Not a day of joy but of thought.
A wrestling of sorts within.
I hope to find some clarity.
What lies have I told to myself?
What have I chosen to believe?
Can there be escape from myself?
I hope that the answer is yes.
So I sit thinking of my days
Into which cup I'm pouring life
Is there time to hold something back
Or have the sands blown away
All the answers I thought I knew
Now they seem like a cosmic joke
Still there's a difference I can make
All I need is courage to change