Questions, Questions, Who's got the answers?
Why is freedom so hard to attain? and I don't just mean freedom from work, or social obligations-
I mean, freedom. To do as one pleases. why?-
Why does a plane ticket cost so much? Why are there barely any back-packers left?
Why is everyone relying so much on boring things to make their days seem to count?
Why is it so hard sometimes to take that leap?
Why can't I get a grasp?
Why do we have to bite our tongue when we really want to let loose and let people know what we're really thinking? Or why do we make assumptions? Or why can one be stifled from their true desires?
Does one even know what they desire at all? What if one wants everything-All at once!?
and to be lost in it all?
-Do you see what I mean with the simple question?, 'Why?' It's the utter make-up of a ridiculous circle where you just end up repeating yourself till you're completely unsure of what the original question was in particular....
'Why?' I'm having complete and utter trouble with the question and the conclusions that I come to-
I am constantly asking myself about the one word that leads into never-ending questions, and concerns, and constant thought.
Why? Why? Why?
Why leads to How and How leads to What and What leads to When, and so on and so forth.
It never ends!
All I know is that for the most part; I want it all, why does it have to be one thing?
How can someone limit themselves? Why do I limit myself?
Wouldn't it be nice if we were able to pick our jobs and tasks everyday-
becoming general specialist in every realm possible? How exciting is that? Truly.
These are just a few of the questions that engulf my mind; all the time.
I don't want to constantly be asking myself 'why?'
I feel that i've been lost like this for quiet some time-
I want the questions to disappear for a while, enough for me to completely take in all the splendor of the world that is actually happening before my eyes.
but, Why?
(here we go again.)
I mean, freedom. To do as one pleases. why?-
Why does a plane ticket cost so much? Why are there barely any back-packers left?
Why is everyone relying so much on boring things to make their days seem to count?
Why is it so hard sometimes to take that leap?
Why can't I get a grasp?
Why do we have to bite our tongue when we really want to let loose and let people know what we're really thinking? Or why do we make assumptions? Or why can one be stifled from their true desires?
Does one even know what they desire at all? What if one wants everything-All at once!?
and to be lost in it all?
-Do you see what I mean with the simple question?, 'Why?' It's the utter make-up of a ridiculous circle where you just end up repeating yourself till you're completely unsure of what the original question was in particular....
'Why?' I'm having complete and utter trouble with the question and the conclusions that I come to-
I am constantly asking myself about the one word that leads into never-ending questions, and concerns, and constant thought.
Why? Why? Why?
Why leads to How and How leads to What and What leads to When, and so on and so forth.
It never ends!
All I know is that for the most part; I want it all, why does it have to be one thing?
How can someone limit themselves? Why do I limit myself?
Wouldn't it be nice if we were able to pick our jobs and tasks everyday-
becoming general specialist in every realm possible? How exciting is that? Truly.
These are just a few of the questions that engulf my mind; all the time.
I don't want to constantly be asking myself 'why?'
I feel that i've been lost like this for quiet some time-
I want the questions to disappear for a while, enough for me to completely take in all the splendor of the world that is actually happening before my eyes.
but, Why?
(here we go again.)