Where doth Life Lead?

Where does life go
after it leaves you lemons?
I’ve no juicer to make lemonade
maybe I’m just a kid pouting
that he doesn’t know how to make it
I feel so hollow so empty inside
as though that which filled me with such unrestraint
I don’t know
is gone
or something
I’m so disillusioned
I feel as though I’ve been walking in Wonderland
never realizing how twisted it’d be
I thought I wanted that
I thought I wanted a world upside down
I do
I do
but now that my world is upside down
I just want to make some sense again
want some clarity again
about what I am to do
Do I go here?
Do I eat this?
Who do I even want to become?
I want to change the world,
and I thought I could by building a new one
but I’m not an architect
I’m not a builder
I am a man whom still plays pretend
why cannot I be happy in this
my sacred path
why cannot I be happy with my own foolishness
the fool knows he’s a fool
the wise man cares not

How does one carry on all his life
with so many plans, so little to do
so few plans, and so much to do
I cannot procrastinate life
what a Hamlet am I
to ponder death before knocking any door
window of opportunity
how fearful I am of them opening up and seeing me without a face or pose
flamboyant hermit
puts on a show for trees
and birds and squirrels
but ne’er my fellow people- I feel too shy

Away you thoughts of lonely moments, bitter futures
and loathsome regrets
I’ll not live my life by thee
for I AM ALIVE
and do offer mine own love to me
which can sustain me, as long as I share this love
with all things

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