Bravely asking questions knowing no answer would come in reply and yet every attempt given through question marks was found floating in the air. As we sat in that dark room knowing that nothing but silence should be between, and yet there were words coming out forming a sentence. Walking along the floors of a mall, with an eye watching and a report give. The knowledge of company was yet to come. And yet I refuse words in case some would come out wrong. Pardon for silence, since it's the one thing I was left with. With the unanswered questions set infront of me, it kept me wondering on why I was into the question marked ontop of my head. Then it got me to tell myself, maybe it's one thing i wished was left unanswered. that one little question I asked out loud. but i'm not one who holds on a grudge... yet something i regret most was just that I did ask out loud and I did get that answer I hoped for...
now is it bad?
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