whatever it is....

maybe theres a secret to life. a secret that people try to find every single day. a secret that motivates people. and maybe its not in sitting up all night, everynight, and working off about 2-3 hours sleep per 24 hour gap. maybe its not found in drugs. maybe its not found in alcohol. and maybe its not found in completely emotionless sex. maybe the secret isn't how many random girls i can kiss, or sleep with. maybe it isnt in money, or fame. maybe its not found in dreaming, or wishing. maybe its not hope, but maybe it is faith. maybe its not found in preparing yourself for the rest of your life, maybe its found in actually living. maybe its found on the road. or in the sea. or in the sky. maybe its found inside the earth, deep down. maybe its found deep down inside of every person. maybe we strive for a pre-concieved life, but stray away from the secret. maybe we ask the wrong questions, believe the wrong answers.. look in the wrong places. maybe we hide more than we seek. maybe we're always polo, and never marco. maybe children are closer to the secret than anybody else. maybe its found inside four walls, or maybe its unable to be contained. maybe its there, but we just can't see it. maybe its a secret, because its meant to be secret. maybe this secret is even more beautiful than the secret of the garden. maybe its a seed thats waiting to be watered, but nobody can find anywhere to fill their can. maybe its a heart with no blood to pump. maybe its pain felt., maybe pain is the key to bliss. maybe it really is in ignorance, but probably not. maybe its in 3am, where all of my secrets are held. maybe its scared to show itself, in fear that humans will take it and abuse it. god knows we've done that with everything else we've been given. maybe it is found in God, or Buddah, or inside all of the Gods. maybe the secret is in sleep. maybe its love, maybe its amazement. maybe its appreciation. or really and truely opening your eyes. maybe the secret to life, is simply just being alive.