What is one to do?

When hope is lost,

in those among us,

and in ourselves...

When love just isnt enough,

and no kind words are of help..

What is one to do?

When we're living

but events go by

to question who we are,

and who we were before...

Do we just let go,

or do we stay shadowed

behind restrictions and keepers...

Or is it simply the hostile state of confusion...

that will do us justice by itself?