Questions

life begins with questions. 
it begins the moment we can talk. 
why?
one simple word that opens so many doors. 
questions are the key. 
they turn a blurry world crystal clear. 
some questions can be answered simply. 
where is my jacket?
what's 16+25?
how did you do that?
but as we grow, so do our minds. 
the questions get more complicated. 
we have bigger decisions to make. 
more obstacles in front of us. 
the paths get more misleading. 
the questions are no longer simply answered. 
should I go to that party?
should I tell that person how I really feel?
should I try drugs?
what college do I go to?
will you marry me?
life never stops challenging us. 
it begins and ends with questions.  

This is a poem I wrote. Just thought I'd share.