All I ever wanted
was someone to come along
to take my hand
and lead me through the maze.
Short of that, a map to guide my way would be nice.
I used to think everyone else got “the handbook.”
Now I know we are all in the same boat:
there is no handbook. We are winging it.
At the very least, I’d settle for a signpost now and then.
It seems that the whole point
is to find my own way,
and to help those I meet on the path.