Everyday Thoughts

Have I yet become another product of society?
Another person with nothing to live for?
Do I strive for a spot in this artificial world?
A world where I become a barcoded object?

Is there an undying salvation that I can grasp onto?
Something to hold onto with dear life?
Can I find the light in my dark?
Do I just carry on with my undeleted faith?

Do I become just another face in the crowd?
Has my happiness become invisible?
Have I become another statistic among the facts and figures?
Am I a child hiding in the closet, just waiting to get out?

Has all I ever known become over-rated?
Have all I ever lost become forgotten?
Do I dare become a fake just to feel real?
Do I just stand by and watch as my life passes me by?

Am I rookie at my own game?
Have I called "check-mate" too early?
Do I forfeit my position so far in the game?
Should I open up my rule book and correct my playing?

Do I admire from afar to avoid embarrassment and run away from love?
Do I hide the face of a one-time mistake?
Do I turn away from a familiar face, just to realize its unknown?
Do I just hide under the covers, scared of my own reflection?

Am I a child of the contradicted world?
Does the supernatural realm have any affect on me?
Does the Messiah call out my name?
Do I believe there is a god?

Do I draw pretty pictures on my wrist?
Is this dagger my excuse?
Must all my scars tell a story?
Do I stain my face with crimson tears?

Am I innocent until proven guilty?
Do I face a reality that I’m not used to facing?
Do I sit in the back row and die?
Why does life take its toll on me?