vicissitudes

In a life of twists and turns,

I wonder around, my stomach churns.

Feeling like, I lost a part,

Just Like a jigsaw, but missing the art.

I say, "I don't know how to put it," you see,

Cause everything feels like a missery.

A step, & two, then three,

But still, I look for the key.

Interesting, like the game yet strange,

But wishing it would just change.

Wish I knew where I should go,

But sometimes, I just don't know.

So, I'll keep walking away

Hoping soon, I'll find a way

wandering confused & lost until then,

Through twists and turns, hurts and pain.

one thing's for sure, yes, I wish to rise again.