Raining Again

I see it’s raining again,
At least I notice now.
It’s not that I cared;
But I care enough now
To know that, again
I’m trying too hard,
Or not trying enough.
I don’t want to stand,
I’ll just try to crawl,
To make sense of it all.

These things that I do,
The words that I say,
Or try to say that is,
They are not enough.
Are they ever enough?
Making sense of this,
This being whatever it is.
And that’s the problem,
I don’t know what this is;
I have never been told.

On roads wandered down,
I’ve seemed to take a turn,
Down a path unmarked,
On the other side of life.
So I set off from here,
On my own once again,
Lost on a way travelled,
By those who never know
The other way around.
Did I miss something?

So as I go from here,
Turning to look back,
Please don’t be there.
I don’t want to guess
Which way to go again,
Every way seems wrong.
Was I lead down here,
Or did I stray by myself?
Tomorrow’s a million ways
For me to get lost again.