No Particular Direction

As another day draws to its end,
I'll be awake to see in the next day.
My skull surrounds millions of thoughts,
but somehow manages not to break

Whenever I'm alone, I assess my life,
but I have nothing to compare it to, nothing.

I could compare myself with other people
but what makes them any more special than me?

This song is yet again moving,
moving along in no particular direction,
just like me!

© PReSeNCe Productions 11th April 1998

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