QUANDARY

I WONDER...I WONDER..

SITTING NEXT TO THE STUDY

WHERE ALL I CAN FIND IS RELIEF...

THIS IS MY WORLD...MY HORIZON...

IT DOES NOT END

I PONDER....I PONDER...

OVER THINGS WHICH I HAVE TO DO

IN FUTURE

YET, I HAVE THIS CONVULSION

WHERE TO GO...?

WHERE IS MY WAY?

I SUBDUE MY CONUNDRUM FOR YET SOMETIME,

BUT AGAIN IT BOTHERS ME...

I DON'T HAVE ANY WAY....

MAY BE I HAVE BUT I CANNOT SEE

THERE COMES A PHASE WHERE

ALL SEEMS UNNATURAL, MATERIAL..

BUT YOU HAVE FOLLOW THE WORLD.

WITHOUT GETTING INTO THE REBELLIOUS AREA

YOU HAVE TO BE WITHIN THE CONTOUR.

BUT STILL MY DILEMMA HANGS ME

I AM SUSPENDED BY MY OWN SELF...

MY MIND CLOUDED WITH SMOKE,

CANNOT CUT IT...

LOOK SAYS THE WORLD...

AND YOU LOOK BUT ALWAYS YOU ARE TOO LATE.

I THINK ....I THINK...

STILL...I HAVE TO THINK