These Are The Questions.

Is It me or is it you?
Is it a lie or is it true?
Am I here or am I there?
Does anyone even care?

Dead or alive.
Is there any reason to strive?
Shall I go to the temple of time?
Is my life hanging by the vine?
Is my hate for this world divine?

What do you people see?
When you look at me?
What do I bleed?
What is it that I need?
Am I me?

What is love?
What does it feek like?
Is it really just like riding a bike?
Or is it like FALLING off a bike?
Ill never know...

Dear You,
Who ever you are. Look at that star. No matter how far. Catch it and put it in a jar. Forget about the scar.