This sunshine of mine
That at times
Sinks into a dark abyss.
It drives me mad
Trying to understand
Its inner workings.
A hundred reasons;
Any number of them
Enough to boggle the mind.
I do not understand
What makes the world go around.
And I fail to understand
My own self.
What are these things within,
I ask again.
And the answers echo
Onto deaf ears.
Various colours
Dancing their dance;
And I'm left asking questions
With no easy answers.
I fail to understand
Many a thing
But I keep trying
All the same.