Cross Winds

Never checked my compass
Always sailing forward
Look around at the view
Adjust accordingly
Jump from ocean to land
Not knowing which is solid ground
Still so fucking confused
The wind showing me two ways
Could one be better than the other?
Is there a right and a wrong?
The world is so complicated
Not like how it used to be
There isn’t only forks in the road
There are multi-layered jug-handles
So many turns it’s nauseating
No wonder people succumb to modern life
It’s so god damn confusing
So perpetuated in it’s complexity
The cross winds show me the avenues
Which I travel down?
Not even I will know.



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