The search for truth,
all the craze that comes with youth.
The long walks in the woods,
the insatiable desire for our roots.
The hunger for unending knowledge,
the days and night where the mind never ceases from thought,
the the vile thoughts that always creates an image,
but company is all we sought
The search for true meaning,
the pointlessness of living,
the the seemingly inevitable death of all,
the human always seem to gets barricaded with a wall
All alone, ain't we all
Company, what we all seek,
the future seems all but bleak,
the mind keeps getting weak,
week by week.
Alone Alone, we all are alone, in crowds we seem alone, in private seems worse
alone Alone, ain't we all.
All Photos were taken with my Nikon D3200
55-200MM LENS