Looking - by Prasad

I have spent most my life just looking..
Looking for something as time passes by.
And now when I look back and search for what I have found,
I smile at myself and feel like a fool,
Floating a balloon high in the sky.

As a child I looked for care, as a teen for inspiration,
As a young man I looked for love, nothing seemed to matter.
And then I looked for money, sure that love would come by,
And now I am still looking not sure of what I have found,
Empty pocket, empty heart, mad as a hatter.

I kept looking not know what I really wanted,
I kept looking everywhere, hoping to find it at last.
I was not even sure what I would have done if I found it,
But looking seemed to be the only thing keep me going,
In this beautiful world, both present and past.

And one day it finally dawned to me, I was going about it wrong,
It was looking that made the journey interesting and fun.
It was looking that brought me all those smiles more precious than any treasure,
It was looking that brought me so much more knowledge,
I just had to take all in and not run.