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.”