Vagabond

Lies ahead a path less trodden
With dense fog is the road laden
For direction as I look in vain
vagabond I am may be, or am I inane

an endless search as I continue
of answers that are so few
mind clouded with how and why
perhaps I am a wanderer, aint i?

moving ahead at my own pace
A search continues for that perfect place
not knowing how to fill this rift
More and more as I continue to drift

Climbing every mountain and crossing every stream
In search of the unknown as it might seem
Wander around from place to place
The vagabond moves in pursuit of happiness