Uncertainty!

What do I want

if my hands are filled with everything

and I choose to let go

What do I see

in this mirror full of eyes

gazing directly into me

What shall I say

if my mouth is filled with lies

getting caught under my tongue

like minty gum

Where do I go

if everywhere is called "home"

but it is just an unsatisfied destination

Why do I love

when I drown in hearts overflowing

in locks-

all with no keys to fit them

What is real

in this life-

blanketed in mistruth and sleeping

comfortably in disguises