Not Alone
Why are our minds filled and yet so hollow
Is is the goal or a hallucination,
which fills us with odd fascination.
Here to achieve and aim,
hey buddy,lost in the middle?
There's no shame.
The pressure of expectations-
positive or negative
Is it a dream or a sedative?
The incessant heart mind conflict,
always a confusion.
Love the journey or the destination?
Your little timid brain,
why fill it with frustration?
Do or die,
never meant to die every second you do
Sorted completely in life,
such souls out there really few.
Love what you do,
do what you love
stuck in the middle where life seems tough?
this or that,
Nothing ever seems enough.
Carrying within yourself inordinate stress,
made your life a complete mess,
when it's the hard days the life has shown
in this roam,
hey friend,
You are not alone.
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