Do I believe in God?
Is it all by mistake or design?
Am I Democrat or Republican?
Should I do a job for passion or money?
Am I Gay, Bisexual, or Straight?
Should I say yes or no to alcohol/drugs?
Do I really love him/her?
What is my purpose?
Are they really my friends?
Then one day her head popped...
She realized these questions were detrimental
They had stopped her from truly living
The pressures took a break and she started enjoying herself again
Like when she was a child before life got hard...
We long for simplicity in a world of complex questions
The only way to be free is to envision the "good ol' days"