now ever since then,
they have all been wondering ...
asking questions?
should i answer truthfully?
no.
wait why?
i cant understand what keeps me from answering.
maybe im scared.
i think so.
so why do i care again?
i dont know.
so many things i cannot answer.
but they can find out on their own.
yea, they can.
id rather bathe in the light of my confusion,
and sort it out all on my own.
i love them all, but not enough to explain.