Sometimes I Wonder
Sometimes, I wonder.
Are my dreams worthless?
Sometimes I ponder.
Are they just a mess?
Are all truth lies?
Are all dreams illusions?
Are all laughter cries?
Are all problems solutions?
Could a man walk on water?
Is the grass greener on the other side?
Are sons important than daughters?
Should we all just hide?
Sometimes I wonder,
of some things unknown.
And sometimes I ponder,
of why dreamers groan.
Sometimes I wonder,
why things are what they are.
Sometimes I ponder,
of why dreams seem so far.