Work a day-week, I get my pay,
I eat and I sleep: now I can play!
I pedal my bike, to the ground I crash!
Pain not just for now, in my body it's stashed!
The distractions around me, addle my brain,
They circle around me and drive me insane!
Responsibilities, duties, things that must be done?
Should I allow earthly reality to spoil my fun?
I try to find reason and purpose to life,
Something solid amidst chaos and strife.
A charted course, direction, some kind of plan!
But through the mist and distractions, where will I land?
Am I in control or a primitive fool?
Even in my folly I still think I'm cool!
I go though life in a frazzled bedazzled state.
Am I the master or a victim of fate?
Whatever happens I must keep on trying,
While my emotions still keep me crying.
My pockets and mind are full of weird holes,
But I blindly keep seeking my undefined goals!