Many! The ones are straggling out Stand by their ground to shout As they are frozen by doubt The silence speaks aloud
Many! The ones are seeking for a lore Guidance to propel them to a shore A quest for a hidden door A quest for a long-lost oar
The dazzle of the sun, yet warming The shadowy stars, yet mesmerizing The crescent moon, it's moaning The ones fall asleep, humbled and dreaming
Why are we here? **Conjoined and broken.
This piece of mine's dedicated for my 3 best friends, whom I've known for such quite of time. Now the time has come, each of us will have to face our own path. The big question came to all of our heads when we just separated, why are we here?