searching the unknown

Multitasking has its way
Sometimes it works, many times it doesn't
When so many things go in mind in coherence
finding correct path for one is penance

Irony is even is such chaos
we get bored and subdued
When its difficult to cope up alone
I search for someone special in darkness

Searching when result is known before
helplessness it can be called
Things can be ignored at times
But,quest continues to find the support

Falling and standing time and again
Every-time i say, " i have decided this "
Somethings can't be undone ,
Some parts can't be re-written

Hope keeps us going
Priority keeps changing
But when i fall where i know i'll
I search for my miss special

Unknown path seems unending...