People have a past that they try to hide

Growing up with rules to abide

Time is precious to those who care

A thought for many is are we the tortoise or the hare

A shout of pain in the dark

We learn that karma is no walk in the park

Sadness and grief make themselves known

Usually when we are sad and all alone

No one tells us who we are suppose to be

The one thing we want from stress and reality is to be free