Yes.
Is that your answer?
It is mine.
Too bad you don't care.

The question?
You never listen.
All you want is the answer.
Not my question.

Do you care?
No.
Me?
Yes.

I do care.
I want to know.
I need to know.
You?

No.
You couldn't care less.
Yes.
That's the truth.
Who cares about the truth?
Me.
I care.
Yes.

Me.
Finaly.
I do want answers.
But I want questions too.
Yes.

Questions open the mind.
The heart.
The soul.
The person inside.

They all shine through.
Questions.
Mine.
Yours.
You want answers.
I want questions.

Real questions.
Insightful ones.
Pure ones.
True.
Innocent.
Yours?

Yes.
I want yours.
Your real ones.
Not the fake.
The show.
What others hear.

I hear the real question.
The underlying meanings.
Yes.
I listen.
I do.

Most don't.
They only hear
What they want.
Not what's really there.
What really matters.

Not the show.
What's backstage.
Behind the scenes.
The real magic.
Yes.
It is there.
I've found it.