Life
I SIT HERE AND PONDER,
UNDER A STORMY SKY.
A CONSTANT QUESTION.
IS THE QUESTION WHY.
WHO AM I?
I WOULD REALLY LIKE TO KNOW.
ON THIS STORMY DAY,
THE BRAINSTORM STARTS TO FLOW.
WHAT AM I?
I FEEL I'M MORE THAN JUST A BEING.
I REALLY FEEL THERE MUST BE MORE,
THAN WHAT WE ARE SEEING.
WHERE DID I COME FROM?
IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK.
I SEEK TO KNOW THE TRUTH.
NOT JUST THE RECENT PAST.
HOW DID I GET HERE?
NOT JUST HERE ON EARTH.
I HAD TO COME FROM SOMEWHERE,
BEFORE MY TIME OF BIRTH.
WHAT AM I DOING HERE?
TALKING ABOUT BEING HERE ON EARTH.
TRAVELING THROUGH BOTH TIME AND SPACE,
WHAT'S IT REALLY WORTH?
WHERE AM I GOING?
SOMETHING I THINK I KNOW.
I'M JUST PASSING THROUGH.
THEN MAKE MY WAY BACK HOME.
HOW AM I GOING TO GET THERE?
WOULD YOU REALLY LIKE TO KNOW?
SIMPLY OPEN UP A PORTAL
STEP IN AND AWAY I GO.
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