The answers to life’s greatest problems
may be the hardest thing to find.
The questions that always disturbs us
are the ones that make us blind.
When we look into the eyes of another,
we only see what we think we see,
The thing is, no one has the power
to know the truth behind the scenes.

It’s funny when people complain
about the things that make them who they are.
Moments that may bring them down
Tells alot to the people who don’t frown
Inside that soul, that body
that everybody loves,
They think they are a social bore,
When actually they’re your social core.

There may not be a reason,
There may be one to tell,
Until I find out what it is,
I wish you well…

[Hmm… I might turn this into a song]