Working To Rest

have you seen it? have you heard it? have you ever felt its bite? do you feel it? do you touch it? do know if it is right? I have had you, I have been through all the crazy **** you pull you thought you had me, you thought I could be, your puppet or your fool will you keep pushing to far? will you learn to draw the line? will you push every button every second every time? will I live a life that's truly worthy of its length? or will I live a tragedy finding I do not have the strength? why do I choose to sit, asking question after question? When I'm really just lost looking for somewhere to rest in.