I have no idea what the hell I am doing here. All I have are questions and no answers. I seem to end up in the same place. That just means I am trying and not let it come to me. I have to stop trying to force it. I have no idea but something will pull me to where I need to go. I have to stop fighting it. Do what I have to do to get by and something will draw me to it.

nothing is mine or even yours with all the labor and chores

land, car or posessions you find work to live for something more

the time are days that go by for the better way to live

to race back and forth to what they say life as to give

Looking for answers to nothing, I have to be someone to be sane

follow them to where they go where is here like they even know

Nothing is what they see of me delusions of what I should be

why can't they see this is just me I can't be anything more than me.

If you were you I would not matter you be like me and you see

nothing is what is here or over there nothing is what will set you free.