Questions

By Sean Trott

As I awake in the morning
My questions begin to swirl
Where am I?
Where do I belong in this world?
How did I get here?
And when did it take place?
I look in a broken mirror
Splashing water on my face
Washing away yesterdays memories
With every single splash
Then time to hit the road in search of some cash
Chasing a dollar or change to make it through the day
Again I hear the question
How did I end up this way?
Was I down on my luck?
Did I suffer addiction?
Was I a victim of recession?
Does anyone listen?
Can someone hear the questions and thoughts
Running through my mind?
Guidance toward a new path is what I long to find
Pick me up, take me away,
Pull me out of this fire!
Listen to my story before calling me a liar
I want someday to have positive thoughts in my head
Until then my only hope is a meal and a bed
A sink to wash up and remember the clouds of my past
Where did the time go?
Where was I last?
As I continue to wake up wondering
If I even belong
Every day that passes I grow to be strong
Well hopefully someone will hear these questions
With answers for them to say
No matter where I have been or what I have done
I deserve real Hope today