Ouestions without answers

Questions without Answers

as my heartbeat is running slow
the people who care
who wish to know
they want to venture inside my mind
to search for why I run
an answer they wont find
the thoughts that rebound, twist, and turn
explore for the conclusion
that you yearn
the questions that remain unanswered
the ones no others ask
they think im absurd
why am I living when I should be dead?
is my mother right?
am I fucked in the head?
will I find a love, that will love me back?
or will they find another
that has what I lack?

why do I write
for enjoyment or fun?
why did I rhyme?
I didn’t mean to at all
it’s not as easy
as I make it seem
it’s not that easy
being like me

I have thoughts, fears, and problems too
I have questions unanswered
maybe you have your own that you dream about too

mournfulangel 2006-9-27