The Truth

by John P Newby   Mar 6, 2006


Looking for something that isn't there.
Looking for someone and finding only air.

Reality is so hard to take
so much risk so much at stake.

Life must go on.
The struggle between what is right and what is wrong.

Sometimes its hard to see the light,
Everything you reach for is out of sight.

Everyone wants what can not be,
everyone wants what will set them free

But in the end their is only me.

John P Newby

Copyright 2006 John P Newby

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