When ones mind is not at rest,
one strives to do the best,
you look back over the years,
and try hard to keep back the tears,

Does life have any real meaning or is it just insane,
So many players out there doing all they can to gain,
I have had so many setbacks and been through the mill.
Yet here I am standing still,

I look back and ask myself could I have done more,
in some things yes, I could have for sure,
do I carry any grievances or grudges,
not really, you could call them smudges,

Some years have been happy and fulfilling,
others you wished you had done the killing,
life is all about living,
and also can be so unforgiving,

You read words that someone wrote,
and in your mind you can easily quote,
do these carry any feeling or just passive notes,
your heart tells you things and your conscience revokes,

When things get too hard to understand we turn to Gods hand,
we ask the questions, just tell me what you planned,
dreams and futures we all aspire,
just to find that it is a liar,