Clueless

As the daylight curbs in a shell,
I feel something ain't well,
As if that joyous smile I had,
I feel, I am missing so bad..
As if those burdens falling upon our shoulders,
Had been for so long, that we forgot
there dwelled happiness, and once,
those were so light, so free..
Accustomed we get,
to what lies ahead,
Forgetting to laugh, to play and write...
And each day passes,
with that new thoughts,
leading me to think of myself in a new way,
to start with another bright day..
But alas! The burden those shoulders hold,
is too cold,
to understand, and here I write,
clueless as to what lies ahead,
and we leave it.. Amen!