Fading away.

Well, I'm just a man slowly fading
blending with the background shading
with a drawer full of memories
and a head full of reveries
a man at the edge of his prime
feeling out of place in these times
it seems we're all guarding a guilty secret
behind our tired eyes shows painful regret

there are days when I need forgiving
her smile is a reason for living
we don't really think about the circles end
in secret shadows, I'm out of my mind
what is the point of this speck of dust
where hopes and dreams slowly rust
filling in the gaps to make ourselves complete
trudging through the ruts on roads and streets
seeking the wisdom of the mountain guru's
is it to comprehend, condemn or ascend
and faced with a billion conflicting points of view
I'm just looking for the circles end

recollections of youth keep me smiling
the good ol' days still keep me talking
and those few bad days still remain silent
gentle reminders that nothing is permanent
we can endure the pain and misery
or seek solace in good company
life is full of circles
replete with wisdom and miracles
we keep coming back to the start
where everything came from the heart
good and bad
bringing a smile or making us sad 
circumstances repeat
until lessons are complete
what are we learning
it seems the soul is always yearning