Well i’m a wonderer ..

In the depth of the unknown my mind is a wanderer

I can’t really recall the last time it was any better

In my head, unanswered questions, they flicker

As what does it take to become a man?

Why does the sun rise and fade just to rise again?

why we only see our tears?

why can’t we face our deapest fears?

when they say time really heals ..

Is it really enough to fly to be free?

or I’ll be just another cat stuck on a tree?

how can one be alive in a dead world?

Where to take what’s yours, you need a sword

what if life is dead and the only thing alive is death?

Then.. would it make any sense?

Why do we hide when the rain pours?

and wear a hat when the sun shows?

and get naked on the cold shores

and by night time slows

what if Achilles never carried axes?

would troy turn into ashes?

Was hercules a real God?

Could he really move clouds?

or is it all just stories told by old crowds

well they say that the world is turning ..

so is the wind really blowing?

or are we the ones who are running?

No answers .. And I keep wondering