a little something i just sorta winged. critique honestly but construcrively please:
We look for meaning
But what if the meaning is finding that there is no meaning
Someone once said that this thought it freeing
I do not feel free
I feel shackled to the confines of purposelessness
What kind of world is this
Is this the easy way out
Maybe I'm not looking hard enough
It could be under a rock or in my socks
Or in the pocket of my jeans
On a post-it note i wrote
Some three four years ago
Is it out there
Wherever there may be
Or does it not exist at all as it all too often seems
We look for meaning
But what if the meaning is finding that there is no meaning
Someone once said that this thought it freeing
I do not feel free
I feel shackled to the confines of purposelessness
What kind of world is this
Is this the easy way out
Maybe I'm not looking hard enough
It could be under a rock or in my socks
Or in the pocket of my jeans
On a post-it note i wrote
Some three four years ago
Is it out there
Wherever there may be
Or does it not exist at all as it all too often seems