A Few Pages from my Brain

Questions Without Answers

And so I ask you:

Are you happy?

Or would you rather die?

Are you sad?

Or do you fly high?

Are you mad?

Or just plain by and by?

For my inquires go on:

Do you like your job?

Or would you rather be fired?

Do you like your family?

Or do they have much to be desired?

Do you like your spouse?

Or are you both uninspired?

But I suppose:

It doesn't matter

What I think and all

It doesn't matter

Why I cry and bawl

It doesn't matter

Whether I trip and fall

It doesn't matter

I must impore you once more:

Just one easy question

Or  maybe it'll be a chore

Either way

What are you looking for?