you'd be surprised at how many questions you can ask yourself but never answer
one of my all time favorites is "where do we go when we die?
I haven't been the all rounded good boy so hell might be my route
but.......does really exist? Doubt(X)
My second one is "Does she love me?"
arises from both myself and you
I wonder if it is or is it not
well if it isn't, it should stop
everything in abundance screams the beginning of something toxic
too much fame, you lose privacy
too much money, your humanity is lost
it's kind of similar to opportunity cost
overthinking on the brink of sinking on the edge of shallow waters
that's when you know you in deep shit
My third yet most sincere is "Who am I? what are we?"
and sometimes i ask myself if things are just meant to be
but i am no God,well to that extent, but my mind's fingers linger on every book
trying to answer question with big words that lack meaning
only till death do us part my lover named ignorance.