Bewildering Stories

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by Jonathan Isenor

The night is dark
The world is cold
Life is hard
We are all here
Why we don't know

Looking at the stars
I wonder a lot of things
I close my eyes
The answers don't come
Nothing comes

Happiness is too hard to find
Sadness is to easy to discover in one's self
Depression is always right around the corner
Like a haunting cloud
Waiting to devour

Life used to be a lot of fun
Things happen
People change
Life changes
Jobs change

I look at the stars again
There is still no answers
To why I live this life
When I go home
I have found my answers.

<;P ALIGN="right">Copyright © 2003 by Jonathan Isenor