Some of these have purpose, others are searching for it.
Some of these words have homes, others are now abandoned and wander alone.
You can decipher what you believe, these words will come to mean
But in the end, its all in your head, only an author knows what its meant
I cannot say my life, is perfect right now, but now creativity flows
I cant lie and say im happy right now, but these poems will guide the way home.