Perhaps

Perhaps,
You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;

Yet when I am alone,
I question-Just where I belong.

I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there,
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare

Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store?

Perhaps I make it harder
Than it has to be sometimes,

But will my search bring to me the meaning over time?
Or
perhaps,
The answer is not to find 'the' meaning,
but to give it one.

Am trying. . . Rather realizing....