do you ever wonder?

I wonder what the future holds, what marvelous moments it has in store for me. Sometimes I wonder so much that I feel as if I cannot wonder anymore and if I do not live this future right now I will burst from the anticipation.

I wonder what makes people hate, what makes them love. What turns a beautiful baby into a vicious killer and what makes a son turn into a rapist. I wonder what makes people stop feeling, stop connecting. I wonder what makes me a part of the people around me.

I wonder what will happen to me tomorrow. I wonder what I will think and what I will accomplish. I wonder if I will fail and I wonder if I will get back up. I wonder if I have will have the strength of mind to brush myself off and get keep moving.

I wonder what makes people believe. I wonder what builds up hope. I wonder what gives people the ability to put together their logic and their faith to make one perfect picture of reality. I wonder if I have that strength too but I just do not see it.

I wonder how he is, how he gets on. I wonder what he looks like and how his voice sounds when he speaks. I wonder if his hair is still the same shade I remember, and if he walks the same way he used to. I wonder if he remembers me.

I wonder if people see all of me. I wonder if I present a full picture of myself. I wonder what danger I am putting myself in by writing these words. I wonder who is reading them. I wonder who you are and if by chance I know you and have seen your face.

I wonder if I will write for the rest of my life. If I will make it a part of me and a part of my destiny. I wonder if I will drop it for something else. I wonder if I will lose my passion for it. I hope that I do not.

I wonder if I will ever get to Israel. I wonder if there will be any Israel left to see. I wonder if other people believe as much as I do. I wonder if others feel the same way I feel when that word is uttered. I wonder if I will always keep this love. I hope that I do.

I wonder if every word you say needs to be important for people to think any of them are.

I wonder if mistakes and immaturity lie on your back forever, shaping who you are, and who you are to others.

I wonder if people take me seriously. I wonder if people see the longing in my heart to help people.

I wonder if my eyes show my emotions. My love and my faith, my awe and even my hate.

I wonder why people are so closed minded and why I am so stubborn sometimes.

I wonder why I can feel one thing, and think something in my mind, but then say something different.

I wonder why I feel different on the inside. Why I sometimes feel the aching need to leave and explore that was not there this strong before. I wonder why watching you drive away makes me want to come with you, just for the chance to see what lies beyond.

I wonder why emotions run wild sometimes and before you even think there are words flying out of your mouth that don't match up with the thoughts in your head.

I wonder how it is possible to miss something so much and to be comforted by something so small.

And I wonder what you wonder. So please let me know.