Confusing Questions

A song that I wrote, another time, another difficult issue, another A Nitwit ditty etc

Confusing Questions
Who are we if we can not be what we believe
What are we if we live a lie and seek to deceive
Why are we if we can’t tell right from wrong
Where are we if to ourselves we can’t belong

Who are we if we are afraid of who we are
What are we if what we are we cheat and mar
Why are we if we hide away from hurt and pain
Where are we if we put ourselves first for gain

Supposing we could answer this, these important questions in our life
We would know just how to deal with things and minimise all strife
We could drop responses automated by preconceptions in our head
To rationalise, to determine and answer questions put to us instead
We could simplify all the problems that we deal with day to day
Instead of sadness, happiness, as these problems melt away
Seldom do we reach this point emotions cloud what we should see
Instead we deal with who is what to where and just why we are we

Who are we if when in love we can not share
What are we if when a loved one cry’s we do not care
Why are we if through action we break a lovers heart
Where are we if we can watch a loved one fall apart

Who are we if we can’t help a stranger in distress
What are we if when we help, its forced under duress
Why are we if we are judgemental in our views
Where are we if bigotry is what we choose

Supposing we could change ourselves and cater better to our needs
And base our thoughts on caring as it would help to sew the seeds
Of a world uncomplicated by broken people in their prime
Who have given up on hope and life before the sands of time
We could re-focus on the problems and plan a path ahead for all
With joy and hope in all of our hearts, the dream is not that tall
But as is the case with idealism, the dream won’t set you free
So, we deal with who is what to where and just why we are we

Who are we when we are lost and don’t have a clue
What are we when we will not act and will not do
Why are we when we choose acceptance and not to see
Where are we, we are nowhere! or it seems that way to me.

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