Nothing is as it seems

Nothing is as good as one deems

Many ways to see one thing

But few extract its true meaning

Who can you turn to ask?

Who would steer your life's bark?

No one would show you the way

But no one would let you stray

You are the captain, you are the sailor

You are the chieftain, you are the follower

They would say, "Come what may"

It is your choice, to make it neat or disarray

Your view, your perception

Your thought, your conception

Life is that way, collective and solitary

Life is that way, friendship and treachery

Life is never straight and easy

And there are many facets to see