Uncertain
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What do I have to say?
Is there anything left for me to tell?
What is it about today,
That has me in such mental hell?
My mind tends to wander,
About what will or could be,
And I find that I always land,
On the point of uncertainty.
From dawn to dusk I work and work,
And at night I drift to sleep.
However, the night is not silent,
For my worries tend to creep.
I think of the future,
I think of where I want to go.
Will I venture forward?
Will I go on with the show?
Perhaps, it’s not the place,
Or the future that worries me,
But the journey along the way,
Maybe that’s what I see.
Will I travel alone?
Or will I have a partner?
I could go on my own.
But I do enjoy company.
Some say not to worry,
That things will come and go,
But it nags me every day,
I suppose I just need to know.
~Zoo
Is there anything left for me to tell?
What is it about today,
That has me in such mental hell?
My mind tends to wander,
About what will or could be,
And I find that I always land,
On the point of uncertainty.
From dawn to dusk I work and work,
And at night I drift to sleep.
However, the night is not silent,
For my worries tend to creep.
I think of the future,
I think of where I want to go.
Will I venture forward?
Will I go on with the show?
Perhaps, it’s not the place,
Or the future that worries me,
But the journey along the way,
Maybe that’s what I see.
Will I travel alone?
Or will I have a partner?
I could go on my own.
But I do enjoy company.
Some say not to worry,
That things will come and go,
But it nags me every day,
I suppose I just need to know.
~Zoo



