Innocence is becoming, but naivety will make you laughing stock. Ignorance is bliss but knowledge is best. Wisdom is lost.

The plight of a parent: Children hold all their parents' imperfections against them. While parents consider all their children's imperfections as their own failures as parents.

Really? I doubt it. If so I don't know where or how. Dark stretches on and I am alone in the midst of it. The fog rises to more fog. I know I am and will be, but don't know where I am going or if I am even going anywhere. I feel all alone as I go there though.

If there was a god, he would make you love him.
He would make the wind blow in his favor
And the storms would always pass around
If there was a god the rain would fall warm on him
He would not feel the cold snow fall
And we would all bow begging for his mercy
If there was a god I would close my eyes forever
He would make this pain go away for good
And he would give you what your really deserve
If there was a god, he would make me love him

Think about it, the sun rises and sets everyday, but it isn't truth.
Gravity makes the apple to fall to the earth but even that can stop.
I don't have the answers but can't stop searching for them.
I look under rocks, in the treetops, old philosophy books.
I find very little, bits here, pieces there but I search on.
Perhaps someday it will all fit together and make sense

I would have died for you
The epitome of cliche but it is true
Now I cry for you and the pain you feel
I have to realize I can't take it away
It will only create more of my own.
Whiskey won't wash away your disregard
Nothing will wash away your foolishness.
I can't make it right, we can't, you can.