here we go again....

alone....
have to lie about my presence,
want to just go home yet I am proud of this residence.
Hurt, I think, my problems, now I know em....
please just one more drink, my cards, I must show em.
they would never guess.
they don't want to know.
To stubborn to confess and yet I don't know where to go...
moving slow-
heart rate keeps on climbing.
hard to think that someone else is struggling like I am.
how can you fix something when you dont know why its broken,
I seek, I cry, I ask and then regret that I have spoken.
If we all just knew our calling, where we were meant to be,
the stars would just stop falling, deaf would hear and blind would see.
endless are the questions,
do we ask or do we not?
steady count your blessings and give thanks for what we got.
The logic, and the actions, are never hand in hand,
and that is why it always seems it never goes as planned.
as the mind starts to wander I sit here and I ponder,
and hope for better days down the road and over yander.