I walk around in circles...never knowing where I'm going...not quit sure of where I've been.
I don't know the answers, or exactly where to begin.
What is life in all it's entirety?
But yet a dismal glimpse of a deteriorated society.
Shopping malls and corporate talls.
Traffic lights and crowed streets...
Where the environment ends and development meets.
Mother nature looking bleak...
Her voice tainted with songs of sorrow.
As she mourns for the earth...a better tomorrow.

Not sure of where I'm going...Not quiet sure of where I've been.
I don't know the answers, or exactly where to begin.
What is beauty...inner hue?  Contained inside compact size, many colors red, pink, yellow, blue.
Magazine covers and pretty girls with painted faces.
Talk show host...Internet...Politics...
Ambitiousness...to be someone, have someone, something, or nothing at all.
Class divided, society decided.  We play our parts and that is all...
In this theater of life, an empty hall.
Valuing ourselves by our bank account, car we drive, house we own, people we know and places we've been.
What to do?  Where to go...basic indecision.

Not sure of where I'm going...not quit sure of where I've been...
I don't know the answer or exactly where to begin.
What is love?  A four letter word.
Often we hear it, but never really heard. I am among dark and loathsome beast, those I call my friends...
Feeding on my weakness time and time again.
I've met my impostors, peeled through many facades.
Empty promises of commitment...patronizing words, cold to the touch. I think its safe to say...I haven't been loved to much.
Something pure and beautiful, trusting, true and kind,
You shouldn't have to work on love,
Love should love you all the time...I presume.

 I walk...walk...walking.
I walk around circles...never knowing where I'm going, I'm not quiet sure of where I've been.
I don't know the answers, or exactly where to begin.

By Carolann Sirchie