why is it that i think i want one thing,
but turn around and want something else?
why do i even care what i want?
What about my needs?
Arent those more important?
Why cant i ever figure out any of those questions?
How come i have so many wants?
Why cant i just be happy?
Why cant i stay with one want or need?
Can anyone give me any answers or do i have to say in the dark?
But now that i read this all i see is the word 'I'
Maybe i need to stop thinking about me?
But i do think of others
And i want to help them out
But i dont know how....
My mind is spinning and i want it to stop!
The questions are filling up even more.
And there is still no answers! ! !
nothing makes sense........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem