I question sometimes..

I question sometimes, my own beliefs,

My thoughts my reasons and what it all means.

I question sometimes, whether things just happen; are they just meant to be,

I question sometimes, how bound I find myself, when I am free.

I question sometimes my hope that wakes me up everyday,

Just when I thought it would be easy to give up, to give away.

I question sometimes, when in my decisions I seem to lose every fight,

I am supposed to let you go, but can’t even seem to lose your sight.

I question sometimes, my motives what just seems to have meaning today,

Just the dream that I seem to chase every single day.

I question sometimes, when I grew up why I look for the kid today,

Why I hope to keep the spirit alive in my hopes someway.

I question sometimes, why I write; what I write with my heart,

I have just learned to keep hoping even when I don’t know where to start.