I call this
questions, you ever sit back and ask yourself the questions?The who is it?The
where it’s at? The when it was? That'sthe how, the what, the did, all crucial
partsof a question. But I call this questions, youever wonder what if? While
laid back in thesand, have you ever stared at the stars? Icall this questions,
ever wonder whathappen to that number you gave out andshe never called?
Picture this if you wouldhave given out that number would theyhave called?
I'm sorry but I call thisquestions. In the office, thinking aboutwhat could
be the next step to life? Did wetake it slow? Or did we not move to fast? IfI
approached would this be the right move? I don't move fast or slow, but what is
theright pace? Is this the course of life? Or doI call this questions? Tell
all the details,talk about the moment, did you ask all thequestions? When
life is to overwhelming doyou sit back and ask yourself thequestions? But I
think you begin towonder, what are the questions? Thequestions to life what
are they, thequestions to me what are they? Thequestions to you what are
they?Questions? Questions? Questions? What doI call them? Where are the
answers, damnI can even call this a question. What issomething that we ask to
find the basicknowledge of something, something thatthe answer will solve a
mystery, a longingof information?