cause and effect

why must everything happen for a reason
who's to say it does
when i think i'm getting somewhere
with all my work, and all my trying
life reminds me... it doesn't get easier
that's not a realistic goal
the mistake is to hold onto ideals
ideals are rigid, ideals can't fluctuate
and the world is in a constant state of flux
so it's just a mindset
a way of looking at life, that can make problems
just situations, to be dealt with

i can't see it that way, yet
maybe never will, which is fine
at least there will always be something to work on
i feel bogged down sometimes
that it seems i'm expected to be strong
or naive, or maybe absentminded
i'm expected to have calm, good advice
i'm expected to be responsible
i'm expected to have a constant smile on my face
at least i imagine i'm expected to have these things
i very rarely believe i know what's going on
how could i not worry, though?
of course i worry, i lose sleep worrying
just like everyone else
it's my detachment, that makes me seem cold
a carefully cultivated detachment
how easily we set ourselves up for failure
how easy to play the victim
and not take responsibility for the role i play in getting hurt
considering i have the leading part

sigh. it really doesn't get easier
the Truth remains elusive
and life remains a journey
i will try to keep in mind
whether i am stepping on glass
or rose petals
i am stepping.

cause and effect

why must everything happen for a reason
who's to say it does
when i think i'm getting somewhere
with all my work, and all my trying
life reminds me... it doesn't get easier
that's not a realistic goal
the mistake is to hold onto ideals
ideals are rigid, ideals can't fluctuate
and the world is in a constant state of flux
so it's just a mindset
a way of looking at life, that can make problems
just situations, to be dealt with

i can't see it that way, yet
maybe never will, which is fine
at least there will always be something to work on
i feel bogged down sometimes
that it seems i'm expected to be strong
or naive, or maybe absentminded
i'm expected to have calm, good advice
i'm expected to be responsible
i'm expected to have a constant smile on my face
at least i imagine i'm expected to have these things
i very rarely believe i know what's going on
how could i not worry, though?
of course i worry, i lose sleep worrying
just like everyone else
it's my detachment, that makes me seem cold
a carefully cultivated detachment
how easily we set ourselves up for failure
how easy to play the victim
and not take responsibility for the role i play in getting hurt
considering i have the leading part

sigh. it really doesn't get easier
the Truth remains elusive
and life remains a journey
i will try to keep in mind
whether i am stepping on glass
or rose petals
i am stepping.