The path you walk on,
Is the path you choose.
The path you traverse,
You sometimes lose.
But one question drops by
Just on the fly.
What is the meaning of it all?

The meaning of life,
The meaning of all this strife.

No one knows why,
No one knows how.
People say it's a lie,
Others very profound.

The Million Year Old Questions
A Never-Ending Cycle
The more we ponder,
The more complicated we make it.

Why are we here?
How did we get here?
Is this a dream?
A collective memory?

Too many perceptions of reality
Too many perceptions of life
There is no solid truth,
No solid lie.
Too many lives, too many answers
No true meaning.

You decide between right and wrong
You decide what is truth
You decide what is lie
Your life, your meaning
You decide.
Because, all in all,
Life in general has no meaning.
It is what it is, life.