Questions

As i gaze across the room..

I wonder..

What happens when you die?

What is the square root of infinity?

How were giraffes created?

Why am I so......Me?

I'm outgoing..

Caring..

Loving..

Yet the rumors still fly.

I'm fun..

Exotic..

Crazy..

Yet once again, rumors still fly.

What to do.

What to say.

How to feel.

Why me.

Why now..
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Dyer Avatar
November 19, 2009 at 9:11 PM
You can not kill what you did not create that goes both ways. Time is on your side keep writing
Saucillo Avatar
November 19, 2009 at 12:33 PM
don't let the thought of rumors affect you as a person. be yourself. believe in what you want. you can never change the thought of another, you can never please everyone. you have a purpose in this life, once you realize that is when your life truly begins.
Brown Avatar
November 18, 2009 at 4:25 PM
Thank you for starting my new day out with some excellent reading. May this week find you in good health and your pen be overflowing with inspiration. Love, Carol
Chircop Avatar
November 17, 2009 at 2:25 PM
Why.?many questions unanswered..great poem muvh to ponder
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