always

always the helper
never the helped
when can somebody make me
somebody
i wonder

tired of sitting, waiting
not for lack of trying
tentacles reaching out as always
but never getting a response back

looking in the all the wrong places
or should i be looking at all
isn't that what they all say
"find it when you least expect it"

not asking for too much
not wanting for a lot
but everyone wants the same thing
needing a direction, a sign

for now, only one foot in front of the other
day to day
eyes on building my own happiness
before i search for it elsewhere

not saying that it's easy
it's a road long traveled;
nowhere to go but on