there's a purpose, there's a goal,

there's a virtuos, and immoral,

there's a reason for all of this,

and I don't know what it is



I am one, and plural too,

I accept them but they exclude,

I could make sense of all of this,

but I don't know what it is



the seeds of inspiration never germinated in my mind,

the beacon of awakening is somewhere that I can't find, so

I don't know what it is



there's a beginning, and there's an end,

there's a climax, some would contend,

there's a way to signify this,

but I don't know what it is