Dull and lacking in importance
All roads lead to Rome, but where is this taking me?
Options everywhere, but no choices
No answer to solve problems that don’t have solutions.
Every answer is right, except a few
Free to do as you please but bound by what you say.
It weighs on me, as heavy on my body as it is on my mind
My heart and my soul.
Truth cannot be known though we write books
And sing songs of what we know it is.
It soothes the pain and eases the fear
That lurks in the depths of the mind
It is there and cannot be hidden
The secret of which no one speaks
We do not know.