White Flag

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i stare into this crazy world,
waving a small white flag,
hoping to find a truce to this
madness, that is life;

i wonder how can i be
sane when my mind is constantly
occupied by a barrage of things
that life seems to be throwing at me, nonstop!

i used to sit and watch the leaves fall,
watch the people scurrying about to find a meaning,
searching for the unknown;

now i am one of them,
scurrying to find what i lost,
searching for something that i know nothing about,
yet something that is so essential to life or so they say;