Poetry: Philosphy

I wonder

I ponder

I think

Or do I?

I question

I evaluate

I guess

Am I a good devil's advocate?

Systemically I have to realize that I am nothing.

What are these ideas but words told to me in ways that aren't even that unique?

Am I fresh

Am I new

Am I crazy

Do you ever just look at yourself and go 'when did that happen'?

I just... I want to understand what is lain in front of me but at the same time I am scared of facing the truth because nothing is more terrifying than facing reality without any blocks

Good

Pure

True

Loving

Could I ever be these things?

Show me