Sometimes I wonder
why do i do the things that I do;
Things that need to be pondered,
Things that yet to come true.
Reasons why I wake up each day,
Smiles, I show my face, they say.
Every time that I chose to stay.
Questions every night, includes when I pray.
I'm still indefinite with the answers I collect.
Doubts bury me, each night that directs.
Leads me to more answers on my mind,
but the questions still not blurry, can't be remove from my sight.
One thing is for sure,
I'm happy with this joy that I felt.
Every time you have done it.
Every time you make me melt.
Everyday I'm reminded
the moment my eyes blinks,
It reveals more of that
never identified obvious blessing.
