Not often do I walk this path
As looking back I see no light
What others often call the truth of life,
I don't consider as delight
And struggleing back and forth I think
That maybe this no man loath
To look for somebody in life
To share the life ending moan
And maybe truth is just in words
And life considers it as dept
But walking back and forth I see
This struggle has no seeming end.
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 4:05 AM UTC
Not often do I walk this path
As looking back I see no light
What others often call the truth of life,
I don't consider as delight
And struggleing back and forth I think
That maybe this no man loath
To look for somebody in life
To share the life ending moan
And maybe truth is just in words
And life considers it as dept
But walking back and forth I see
This struggle has no seeming end.
