sometimes there will come a time.. when you stop and ask yourself.. now what?...
...what's right and what's wrong?
...what's good and what's bad?
...what are you thinking?
...now what should i do?
then you'll ask yourself why...
...why it should happen?
...why am i here & you should be there?
...why can't i fly and touch the sky?
...why do i have to laugh then suddenly cry?
until you think of when...
...when can i be with you & hug you again?
...when will the right time would come?
...when shall the stars fall so i make a sudden wish?
...when would i stop thinking and say everything's done?
there's still how & where..
as if you are going nowhere...
the how much and how many...
shall i be or will there be any?...
endless questions... i think that's life! ..that when someone stops thinking, that means he's not breathing..
more probably than not.. its an endless quest for answers..whether its when, how, what, where or why.. the most important thing is we try...
now let me ask my last question.. just for this day as there will still be more...will you stay with me my dear.. as from day to day, for the answers, i'll endlessly explore...
