In this life,
I often wonder
What I was before
I got here
And who I’ll be,
When I leave here-
I wonder on the rolling waves
The orange of a sun set
The electricity between
Two bodies, together,
The highs and the lows
Of the misery
And pleasure.
And I ponder,
What is the purpose of this?
So I carry on and try to change
A mind, a heart
Where I find I can
And hope that in the end somewhere,
I find the meaning
Of who, I am.