Greed.
I am guilty
of it
of wanting more than I can
handle
perhaps?
For loving
uncertainty.
What kind of person,
would rather forsake
"eternal promises"
and
seek questions
instead of the certainty
of a promise
I am,
guilty
but what if I love every minute of guilt
and want to live in limbo
Do questions about self and sexuality
only visit in teens
and after that we are suppose to be stable
like was it hydrogen or nitrogen?
(see chemistry is still a mystery)
maybe if I understood the equations to the rules of attraction
rules of nature
all the chemical bonds
I can solve the mystery
to my own being.
What if I am what I fear to be?
Shakespeare was right
"To be or not to be, that is the question."
That is always the question.