Monday, August 29, 2011


Searching for the reasons
That I sit here all alone
No one to know, no one to care
And no place I feel at home

Each time I felt that I was close
To having a happy heart
There I was, knocked to the ground again
With my world torn all apart

Perhaps it's just not meant to be
True happiness for me to find
And I should just be well content
To have a clear conscience and peace of mind

( © Post and photo by C.J. - please do not copy)