When am I alive?

When am I alive?

I don’t know, as a child?

I’ll never know.

How many licks does it take,

To get to the center of a tootsie pop?

I’ll never know.

When am I truly myself?

What age am I when I lived life to the fullest?

When am I alive?

I’m still young,

Young, and able to die, but when is that?

I’ll never know.

When can we find our true selves?

When can we live, not in fear?

When am I alive?

If we find true happiness,

What does it feel like? Maybe

I’ll never know.

Why do we go to war,

for money and power? I wonder…

When am I alive?

Why do we live,

if we’re all going to die?

I’ll never know…

When can we find ourselves,

laughing, like innocent children?

When am I alive?

How can we come into this world,

knowing death is before us,

I’ll never know.

When we get emotional,

people ask the same question.

When am I alive?

When I laugh, I think of every time

I laughed before, putting that moment in with the others..

I’ll never know.

Harmless little children,

laugh, anyway…

When am I alive?

I hope someday, I

can finally laugh … like a child.. I guess

I’ll never know.

How can people look at each other,

and instantly tell each other about themselves?

When am I alive?

I like the way, but don’t understand,

how people talk like they know what they’re talking about…

I’ll never know.

I hate how people curse and spit,

at the sound of someone’s name..

When am I alive?

I like when people

laugh at jokes, but I don’t get it…

I’ll never know.

When am I alive?

I’m not sure, when do people cry?

I’ll never know..