What Are You Supposed To Do?

When you don't know where to go?
When you've got a million questions?
When you don't want to go with the flow?
How does your life continue?

What are you supposed to say?
When your tongue is tied and your mind is blank.
Do you smile and nod the days away?
How can you continue this kind of life?

Where are the clues? Where is the answer?
Nobody has helped me much.
Everybody just makes a bunch of banter.
I want to solve this puzzle!

Life gets really tough, I know.
I'm sure all of you know that too.
How do you rid yourself of sorrow and woe?
When it comes from half of your life?

Do people think of the good?
Or do they think of the bad?
Do most speak kind words, like they should?
Or do they just do their own thing?

Most think of good, when a person passes.
That is the custom, that is what I've seen.
Nobody fills the air with nasty gases.
Instead, it's filled with serene air..

When you're falling, what do you reach out for?
Do you hold onto rocks or brittle twigs?
A swan neck or a tusk of a boar?
If too late, what do you land on?

Who do you cry to when you feel hurt?
Who do search for when looking for answers?
How do you avoid tones that are curt?
Where do you stay to heal yourself?

What are you supposed to do..
The beginning of many questions.
The start of a long winding road,
a road that is speckled with answers.