We are constantly searching

Searching for a clue

“If I can’t find the answer,

Oh, what will I ever do?”

We are constantly looking

Looking in the past

“The solution isn’t the future,

For it is always called upon last.”

We are constantly growing

Growing out of touch

“Friendship seemed once priceless,

But naivety isn’t worth much.”

We are constantly turning

Turning our heads away

“Becoming a bystander is preferable,

To a victim any day.”

We are constantly changing

Changing for good and bad

“I am changing for an answer,

One I’ll surely, eventually have.”

But once we realize the empty loss

Loss not worth an unbeknownst fact

When, “No stone left unturned,

No promises left intact.”