Thoughts at 3 a.m.

From the mundane
To the sublime
Sometimes there is
No reason or rhyme

Seasons come
And seasons go
But what can last
I'll never know

I'm only here
A very short while
My life is like
A fading smile

I laughed, I loved
I knew heartache
I dreamed it all
Or was I awake

It seemed so real
Each moment in time
I tried to feel
Like it was mine

Though I was just
A spectator
I wanted life
To mean much more

Maybe someday
I'll understand
When I exist
In another land

But for right now
It's still not clear
Why on earth
I'm even here