The Blues

There are days when the blues are blue And the nights are lonely, without a clue When your thoughts wonder aimlessly through-out the day And you sit through the longest days When the people you love are gone And the pain just lingers on When hope and despair stand still And you long for the days when life felt fulfill But life is a road less traveled With forks and curves that are overlooked And you think the path should be straight for the journey And life gets overbearing when it's overbooked Life is not all filled with roses There are thorns that you have to bear It's the end of the journey that's important And the lesson learned when you get there