In Search Of
While walking down the path of least resistance
I stumbled now and then along the way.
Searching out the meaning of my existance,
Wondering if I'd ever find the way.
Drank shroom tea, dropped ectacy,
snorted coke, smoked crack and dope.
But none of these ever set me free
or have given me any hope.
In the end I've come to see
that I tried much too hard to find
this enlightenment already inside of me
buried deep within my mind.
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