what if my certitudes were lies
what if my soul was not alive
what if my questions were the goal
and worthiest answers were not told

what if this thing was not a poem
that no verse were riming
that they were from different realm
where it exists no timing

when I look back to my old questions
I see misunderstanding and poison
not from the questions, they're guiltless
but from the answers that aren't timeless
some fear have grown to trash
others were created from scratch
but never a time a single question
were to lead to misconception
only the temporary answers
with time has become mind blockers

I think i'm too serious
"what if" is made for genius
for people smart enough to act blindly
fearless enough to work hard and kindly
but since I don't know who I am
what if I choose to be one of them?