As the World Turns

As the world turns
I cannot help thinking that this life is meaningless
I do not feel fine, I do not feel sane, and therefore I yearn
I yearn for a better substance, a better essence
I feel I must speak out
But only whispers come from within
Whispers that never grow in sound
And never reach, only to be knocked down like pins
To be freed of this angst
Will be a blessing from the stars
I just hope that, that day will come in haste
And therefore I will be released and afar