you know those thoughts that keep you up at night. the ones you ponder on for years at a time. the memories pass by almost like the flicker of a candle. yeah those thoughts. they are the only thoughts o have.
I stay up late wondering if she wonders about me as i wonder about her. How is she doing? Is she as broken and tattered as i am? most likely not. she didn't seem to care. friends come and go. i still wonder though. i always wonder.
I wonder how many people talk about me. not necessarily positive or negative, but just like wonder about me. how i exist in other people's minds as they exist in my own. i may never know. i still wonder though.
I wonder why i am the way i am. like why am i a straight white female who doesn't like not being able to see. Why not a bad ass asian lesbian.
I also wonder what makes me scared about not being able to see. darkness doesn't really exist it's just a word we use fir the absence of light. what really is light though. is it just a certain frequency of a wave or something we can't quite explain. i wonder
I wonder why i have the family i do. i love my family. but i still wonder. i wonder why we look the way we do. speak the way we speak. i just wonder.
I wonder about clear. most people say clear would just be black or white but i feel there is more to it. i wonder what clear would like with color background. some say just complete darkness but is there necessarily an absence of light? if there was light like the kind from sun that is clear but just that what would we see.
I wonder a lot. I wonder about you her the moon the brain people. i wonder who reads this.
i wonder
wonder is my state of mind but can wonder be a state of mind
why can i only wonder i never know also taught a lesson in school still though i wonder i about the lesson
maybe all we can do is wonder
maybe i'm not the only one who wonders
maybe you wonder who "her" is
maybe you wonder who i mean when i say "you"
i wonder why i wonder
what really is wonder
is a moment of unexplained spectaculars
or is wonder a state of thought
maybe it's both
i wonder as a state of thought
i wonder why
i wonder when
i wonder how
i wonder now
i wonder what
what makes me so fond of an animal
what makes me so fond of a color
what makes me fond of anything
i wonder why i choose the friends i do
i wonder how i came to be me
i keep wondering
the wondering never stops
yet i wonder when i won't wonder
what won't i wonder
i wonder
