Wanderer

Wandering through the hallways
Wandering through the roads
Knowing, not knowing
The purpose and the end

Unable to stay unhinged
Unable to be weighed down
Flotsam,  jetsam
Wandering in the sea

Trying to construct
A life, a facade
Complete with dreams
Desires and heartbreaks

Yet feeling emptier
With each passing day
Jagged edges, frayed corners
Joys and sorrows, all pointless

So when the time comes
And the curtains are drawn
The wanderer will still wonder
What was this all about