Lost

Did it again, feeling lost in my own decision.
Was it a decision?
What just happened?
Trying against trying so hard to get it right.
Maybe tomorrow, or tonight?

Simple, stagnate star.
Thought I was moving but the world was moving around me.
Don't know what I could be.
Wanting to dream again.
Mature dreaming with realistic happy outcomes.
Sane dreams, what does sane mean?

Age and time just carry more questions,
less answers.
No big surprise, look into my eyes.
They have seen stupidity for years.
Listened with broken ears.
Hearing the same record, crying the same tears.

But hope lie in wait.
Always slowly sliding along side.
Like a lazy shadow with too much pride.
Here comes "hope" let's play.
Or pray.

Never done, thinking of new angles,
within an old picture.
Tear it all to pieces / put it together again.
Will it not look the same?
Same story, different name.
Lost, and doing it all over again.