A Lonely Traveller

Aren’t you just a lonely traveller finding your way,

Toiling hard throughput every single day,

The poor lonely souls, each with a unique destination,

Making way through this chaotic creation,

A path full of ruthless rocks, beware not to stumble,

Such a marvellous mess to crush and crumble,

The journey gets crazier as it gets older,

And you start looking for a hand, you start looking for a shoulder,

If you are fortunate enough you'll come across many,

But mind you, don’t just get too attached to any,

Some might transiently make your world a better place,

But most of them will simply multiply the menace,

In the end, they 'll all be gone,

At the core of this mess, you'll be all alone,

After all, you are just a lonely traveller finding the way,

Finding joy amongst all the dismay...