𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 » 𝐩 𝐨 𝐞 𝐭 𝐫 𝐲

𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟

An inquisitive mind,
To hatred, it is blind,
Where knowledge constantly shined,
A lot is yet left to find

With a lot of conscience left to be gained,
A clueless soul,
Which is yet to be nurtured,
And trained

In the land of lore she lives,
With a mind that is constantly bombarded,
Bombarded with questions,
Questions having no answers to yet,
And may never be answered

That inquisitive girl,
With a clueless soul,
In question here,
Is not anyone anonymous,
But ME

I think a lot,
And as a result,
I tend to ask myself,
A LOT

Sometimes I ask myself who created this Earth,
I ask myself why ONLY women must suffer,
At any stage of their lives,
Even while giving birth

Sometimes I ask myself,
If fate and destiny are real,
I ask myself,
If I won't be able to do what I have always dreamt of,
Then what becomes of me?

Sometimes I ask myself,
If men and women will ever be equal,
If I will ever be able to inspire people,
If I will ever be able to meet my idols

Sometimes I ask myself,
What if I'm not what you think I am,
What if the world is not real,
What is we are not the creators, but the creations?

Sometimes I ask myself,
What if I run out of ideas one day,
What if I fail,
Will you be there by my side then?

Sometimes I ask myself,
What if I will be forgotten after I die,
What if I will never be as popular as William Shakespeare once was,
What if all of this is an illusion?

Sometimes I ask myself,
Why am I so insecure,
Why do the smallest things shake me up so much,
Why must I not succeed?

Sometimes I ask myself,
Will my work ever be preserved and appreciated,
Will my ideas keep growing even after I die,
Will I ever get the fame and recognition that I've always wanted?

I know asking myself won't help,
Since no one but the future can answer these questions,
I must keep moving,
Since I have no other choice

I still can't help it,
I am an addict to this habit,
Sometimes I ask myself,
Why do I ask myself so much?

~𝖯𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅

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Summary-
This poem is based on me and how my ever so curious and inquisitive mind works. These are some questions I always ponder upon. But I feel like questioning is a good habit and I should keep it up!