Questions Poem by Amelia Murray

Circles of emotions.
Doubts that are empowering,
is a flame warm?
Does the snow mean winter?

How does an eagle feel in the wind.
Is it scared?
Is it excited, or none of the above?

Does society mean normalcy?
If not, why is everything wrong?
Tumbling into never ending questions.

Bicycles have wheels that turn,
it takes you to where you want to be.
But it brings you back again.

Are yo-yo's secretly trapped
for a child’s entertainment?
Kept being fed false hope.

Why is the world such a place?
Was it meant to ruin lives?
Or to create too many of them?

Is it worth living,
without ever finding love?