I Wonder…
Sometimes I wonder;
If my actions are really my own?!
Or are they influenced by the society and the people.
Am I alive? or am I dreaming?
If so,
Do I really exist?
Or am I just an idea…
An idea, that still have not been discovered nor have yet existed.
How many dreams can I dream? But, how many can I achieve?
Does it really matter where I am or from or who I am or who I am going to be?
Hopes and dreams seem so far away, yet so tangible. But are they really my own?
Who am I?
Do I really have to know?
Am I that scary?
Or is it that hard to be something you are not or feel something when, you actually don’t.
If so, who am I?
Or the “am” next to the “I” have not yet shown existence.
Do I really need to worry?
I am me, so why the journey?
Do I really have to experience all of that?
Time is such a monster.
A bitter sweet monster.
Sometimes I just wonder…
