I haven’t posted in a while, so here’s something for all of my loyal fans who are constantly begging me to post more poetry….
#???-what do you do?
There’s some saying,
you’ve probably heard it
“You don’t have to do anything in life that you don’t want to”
But, my whole problem,
my schtick with this
What if you don’t know what you don’t want to do?
Or what you do want to do?
Or what if you don’t know how you want to do it?
Or when you want to do it?
Or who with?
What if you don’t know anything about what you want or you don’t want
or even about yourself?
How do you find yourself?
How do you love yourself?
How do you do anything at all? Ever?
These questions will probably never have answers
And I’ll likely go on doing things
not knowing if I want to do them or not
Or if they where the right thing to do,
I mean hell, you can even take right or wrong out of it,
I just plain don’t know anything
And this, I think,
Will ultimately lead to my destruction.
I can practically see
the time flying by
when I’m standing still,
knowing one day
I might die
how close we are
to so many different
that could be friends ,
how all this
and we don’t laugh
at it more,