Elucidating Questions

I made it to the day I was 28 years old

But where is the story to be told?

Feeling forever older

Worse

Not in the way you say

I wish I could see the light

I wish

I could take it all and be happy and feel again

Wouldn’t it be nice to feel again

I wanted to be free to tell him

Every second of every day

How worth it he is

Whether his ears can hear it or not

Who is there to stay with when I’m alone

Never tell me the story of my life

It’s not worth hearing

I looked everywhere

I look but I can’t find you

No matter what I do there is no you