Answers:
Have you ever wanted answers to every question?
Have you ever pondered what was right, what was wrong?
I have, I still do.
I sit in my two by four little room
Every day asking myself multiple-choice questions
Should I, Shouldn’t I, What If.
What if I hadn’t found what I was created do?
I stop, I search, I wondered and then I paused for but awhile
I tried to listen to the stillness of the night.
The more I wondered the more mysterious things became
Then within seconds I had created my own puzzle game
I am only now more confused than ever before.
You see answers are good but are their always right
I am only but a fool
Caught up in what I may call a typhoon.
Crazy as it may seem
Answers are not what we truly seek
You and I are just trying to understand me.
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