Questions

Every day is new.

We wake up,

Roll out of bed.

Do your routine,

Of the day.

You ask yourself,

Why?

Why what though,

Is the real question.

You get confused,

Start asking yourself more.

Why this,

Why that.

Then you think.

What woke you up today.

Is it you?

Is it me?

Is it the world?

It could be.

So you keep asking yourself,

How?

How did i wake up today.

From the sunlight?

The alarm clock?

You wonder so much,

To the point where you notice,

All these questions.

Do you have answers?

You could.

Some people,

No.

So you ask yourself this,

How am i so blessed?

To be able to wake up.

Everyday,

To sunlight.

Love,

Care,

And family.

You can answer,

These are simple.

And very easy,

Easy questions.

This poem right here, i wrote this about 6-7 months ago maybe. i sent this poem around to some friends to get some opinions. i wasn't to confident in this one. until i had the idea of submitting it to an online contest. for either a cash prize or publication. well, after i had received a letter in the mail, saying that i had made it to the semi- finals of the online contest.

come to find out, this poem here, was getting...PUBLISHED! yes published!!! i was super excited about it. so that goes to show, even if you have the least bit of confidence in life, sometimes you just have to take a chance at things. like me, i took a chance.