I follow the light
It lights my way through the night
I’m blinded by the many sights,
and question all that comes to light
Though many signs have opened many doors
I still question all I find
They say a person with many questions
Is full of knowledge and ambitions
When I find my answers, it
Leads me to more confusions
Slowly turning my reality into illusions
As I view my own dimensions
My surrounding world is impressive
Searching for clues
Seeking something new
Mastering all emotions that fills
My body, with overwhelming chills
And so, I
Continue to search for my song
My light, my reason
To go on......
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I love this! I am amazed you are at this point of thought at only 30! You'll find The Path to Freedom from thought where there can be no pain nor confusion blessings~