LOOKING FOR SOMETHING...

 

LOOKING FOR SOMETHING…

Walking down the lanes of memories,

I stop at each station and search.

I twist all the branches out of my way,

I jump over all the boulders.

I run through the empty streets,

I knock on the closed windows.

I pant; I wait for a breath,

Then again I started, all alone.

I conclude those lanes to be wrong.

I cradle my head in my hands,

I have reached the dead end.

My knees dropped, my tears finding its way.

I look around only to find crowd,

They wait, and they wait,

For my answer, which I have none.

They turn their back leaving me all alone,

And I pull up myself to start over again