Illusive Life

I must admit, I have no plans

For today, nor for life

I wander through consciousness, hoping for a light

Some illuminated path

I can’t remain this aimless

Twenty four long years have passed

I’m still grasping at the straws

Caring not whether I grab the shortest one or not

Taught to see the world in terms of opportunity

Have I just gone blind, or have they all eluded me?

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