Dull and lacking in importance

All roads lead to Rome, but where is this taking me?

Options everywhere, but no choices

No answer to solve problems that don’t have solutions.

Every answer is right, except a few

Free to do as you please but bound by what you say.

It weighs on me, as heavy on my body as it is on my mind

My heart and my soul.

Truth cannot be known though we write books

And sing songs of what we know it is.

It soothes the pain and eases the fear

That lurks in the depths of the mind

It is there and cannot be hidden

The secret of which no one speaks

We do not know.