My mind is filled with confusion and despair,
I have a certain place to be, I know not when or where.
I want to make a move, I need to move on,
but every road I try to take tends to lead me wrong.
I've climbed so many mountains, and crossed so many seas,
I've grown so use to looking up, I'm living on my knees.
I feel so tired, my eyes are weak, but I have to keep on.
Trying time won't let me sleep.
Time has come to own me and I never know
What life holds from day to day or how they come or go.
Must I feel defeated, will there ever be,
any way or any trace of peace of mind for me?
Love does seem important to my life and yet,
should I hold onto it might I find regret?
Money and position also has a place,
should I follow riches road and wear a plastic face?
I'm sure there is an answer if I take time to wait,
but I'm afraid this certain place will find me much too late!