The truth is everything but nothing
-Nothing of anything
Yet it keeps us coming
Coming for something
The truth is undefined
The more we look, the less we find
The more we find, the less we understand
The more we understand, the more we become uncertain
By the time we figure out something, our future is over
Truth is you'll find out in the end
That is if you believe in an end
The truth may be, what you believe
The truth may be, only what you can see
To be safe, just live with what you know today
Don't waste it looking
Live it
wow! *claps for ryan! ! ! * this was a great poem...keep up the great work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
my only question is.....what about those who live to seek the truth and nothing else? good piece. i like it.