The lines we travel and the paths we take
The bridges we build, the friendships we break
Traveling forward and back, where do we go?
Do you see the end, do we really know?
Sometimes I wonder why we try so hard
Falling and standing, and falling still more
Is it simply that our vision’s been marred
Or is it something within our own core?
I hope to make sense of it all one day
Sometime off in the future, years from now
I hope to look back at this time and say
I’m glad I kept going, though I didn’t know how
I hope that’s the end which we all will find
An end of true joy and peace of mind
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