If one has forever been miserable
There is a constant search for happiness,
Thinking, “How can I find a way out
Of this vast web of nothingness”.
So one constantly thinks and plans
What might be best, but in the end
You’ve been repeating the same thoughts
Since you were eight years of age.
It’s trying to escape, desperately
Wondering how, how to do it?
And can searching and planning
Ever bring peace?
It’s a never ending cycle of disaster.