Thoughts and Musings

I'm terrible at expressing emotions,
I just can't seem to share.
Despite these heartfelt devotions
That always linger there.

There's a lot to be said for being northern.
You're expected to be a real man's man.
You think: "Girls, emotions are for them!"
And yet cling to them wherever we can.

I've reflected a lot recently,
About life, and what it's all for.
And there's real way to say decently
That at the end of the day I'm not sure...

So here I sit, surrounded but alone,
My headphones on, my music loud,
Kept company by these feelings I own
And my heart so well endowed.

It's a funny old thing this life,
With troubles you come to forsee.
Grow old, take a wife,
Have a child or three.

I all seems so simple when written down
But feels so very strange.
I know there's a reason I left my town,
But the facts, I'm still trying to arrange.

This ramble I assure has almost ended.
I hope that you're all still with me.
I can't say if I've attacked or defended,
But simply mused on the way things turn out to be.