Questions get answers. Mostly. Not many, actually. Maybe more than I think. Maybe I don’t answer as many questions as I should. Maybe I don’t know what answers are true or not. That’s a funny thing. Figuring out what’s a true answer.
Jaylyn
I want answers, not all of them, I don’t need all, just a few, like why she had to go. If you could tell me that I might find peace, a good reason for the never ending aching heart and loneliness, the loss of love, loss of her dear face, her enthusiastic hugs, her mother’s love, the sparkle in her eye, the way she looked at me as if I was precious, like no one else. Why take her away so soon? She had things do, energy to burn, things to learn and say, books to read, poems to write, but without an explanation she just vanished one day, without any comfort or understanding, nothing to replace her, leaving a giant hole in the world and in me. A hole no one can see. Surely one answer is not much to ask.
The answers like in the most secret of places, yet always hide in plain sight. It doesn’t matter who or where, how or why, it just is. Answers are much like perceptive truths rather than concrete evidence.
izzy
i love to get the right ansers when im asked a question. but when i get the answer wrong im mad, but i just have to go back and change my answer so that its right. one time i took a math test and got 100% on it. that means that i got all of the answers correct.
aiesha
They tell us what is right and wrong, sometimes they are definitive, sometimes they have no reason or rhyme, they just are. They are not always right, but no matter what, they are always there.
Sophie
what are the answers that we are looking for? They are every where, in little things, little menial things. Like for instance the meaning of life, what is it? I can tell you, you make your own meaning of life, don’t count on anyone else to tell you, because they can’t.
Michael
i was never the bold child who raised her hand when a question was asked. sometimes the room would lay silent, noboby having a clue how to respond except for me. but usually, i had the correct answer. i never said it out loud, though, for fear of getting it wrong.
diana
there are none!!!! its time for the adventure to beguine that is both the start and end of life. SPELLING.
DANIEL DORNEY
We all want answers. Answers to our prayers, answers to our questions, but we never seem to get them. We ask and ask over and over again, hoping someone will eventually know the answer, but they don’t. We spend our lives wanting someone to answer our questions. But no one seems to know how. Maybe, just maybe, we are asking the wrong questions. Or maybe, just maybe, only we can find the answers.
dont look for them, they are not in this world, answers are everywhere yes but not in the places of your concern there in dark places you must go, hate to go, refuse to go to but must those are where answers lye answers are there in the da
answers are so much harder to come by than questions. i got few answers, i got lots of questions. the answers one does find tend to be flawed or incomplete. your father is gay, for example, is what one would probably call a complete answer. However, I would have to disagree because it came too late, and didn’t explain any of the gaps in my life, or why he didn’t tell me himself.
Something everyone wants! What you say in response to a question – and something you may feel inside but never actually say out loud. Something that young people always think they have (#Londonriots), but most don’t don’t actually have any until they’re older.
Meghan Fitzpatrick
Answers are what you’re looking for.
He believes in black and white morality, except for the fact that he thinks he’s always right. His eyes are clouded by his judgment, and his hands are weighed down by the scales he always carries with him.
He has an answer to everything, and he tells you that you’re always wrong.
Answers are the things that come after questions. They bring ease and they bring comfort. Sometimesmanswers bring more curiosity then they do ease. They can make people happy or mad, overall they an help people understand.
Emma Dahl
for a man that over thinks the simplest questions tends to lose himself. i tend to do that a lot since i try to answer in depth when really the question is simple, “who are you?”
I seek the answers that are hard to find; we each have a reason to search for answers in every part of our life. It gives up hope and it gives us purpose. What would life be without the urge to seek the truth?
Jennifer
Life doesn’t always give us the easy answers. You have to work for everything. If it was easy you wouldn’t feel as if you have learned anything or worked for the results. If the answers come to easily you are more likely to believe that you will never have to work for anything.
Brenda
We’re all asking questions every second of every day. Non-verbally. They’re apparent in our eyes. We’re always searching for the answers we can’t have.
I don’t have any. I wish I did. But There are so many Questions. I don’t get it. I just want to know Why. Why He is the way he is. Why I did what I did. I don’t know. But I want to. I want to know. I want answers.
Margaret
give me the answers i need
you left me here with a tarnished key around my neck
stared at me with a quiet story in your eyes
slipped into the dusk, and left me here
waiting not for you
but for reasons to forget.
answers are how we try to handle life and the challenges we face. It is something we can spend less than a minute answering or a lifetime looking for.
Claire
When you meet a person with all the answers. Run Forrest Run. Not only don’t they have all the answers but they don’t have a clue that they don’t have all the answers.
david
Looking for answers was what he was doing. He needed to know more about his parents. The hole in his heart wouldn’t seal up unless he could find out more about them, and what happened to them when he was little.
He needed answers.
Alana
i know the answer. just ask me the question.
it might not be the right answer, but i know one.
you never asked for the right answer.
you just asked, “what’s the answer?”
my teacher didn’t like me after i threw out that one.
answers happen when people ask a question. they may not always be right, but they are there. sometimes you have to find your own answers, and sometimes you dont even know that they are there. they can be hidden or right in front of your face. but they are always there.
cj
I used to look for answers to universal questions. Which only led to more questions. Now I know it isn’t about the questions or the answers, it is only about the feelings they both bring forth.
paulie aragon
Dont be so focused on what the question is. Instead find solace in the outcome, or the answer. Most people pay too much attentionn to the chicken. Focus on the egg, it will create another chicken.
brooke
The answers may surprise you dear. I think you should know, though. You are not a normal child and you never will be. Unfortunetly, everyone is jealous…but I’m getting ahead of myself. The truth and fact is this: you have an incredible power.
There are no answers, so don’t even try. If Socrates knew naught, not likely you know either. So go ask. And ask. And ask. And ask.
And you’ll know someday.
To ask more.
Annie Lender
Usually when something bad happens, people search for answers. Maybe they shouldn’t waste time searching for them but accept life as it is.. Life will provide them the answer eventually.
Laura
that’s one thing that i don’t care about. answers. so what. it doesn’t matter whether you know the answer to something.
the answer to curing cancer. that’s something that my grandpa would of liked. but if you give yourself lung cancer, then do you deserve an answer? no.
answers are confusing.
Raeghen
everyone wants to know all the answers in life. especially when in high school. whether it be in school, at work, or at home; we all want answers. sometimes we aren’t given the answers in which we would like to hear, none the less they are answers that we want so bad. when you ask someone a question, you expect an answer. unless, that is, if it is a rhetorical question. answers come in all shapes and sizes. some are better than other, and some are plain and some are flamboyant. whatever the answer is, it is your answer and it is all yours to keep!
Katie
why can’t i get some of them?!
all of the questions i find myself asking don’t have them.
when is it going to be okay again?
when am I going to be okay?
why is life worth living?
why does it have to be me?
i could easily go on.
for once, i would like to be given a solid answer.
julia
Answers are always unpredictable. You never know what one may say after you ask a question. An answer comes from a question. Answers make you feel so different many ways; sad, happy, indifferent, confused, etc. You never know what to expect from someone answers.
Jackie
I wish I had answers. To my problems, to the worlds problems. But in reality I think answers are always eluding us for a reason. What is life if we know all of the answers. Its the strive to find them that keeps us alive and willing.
Chris
“The answers lie within you,” She said.
I nodded and watched her walk away, her heels clicking on the ground.
That was the last time I ever saw her.
It’s been thee years. I still have no idea what she meant.
Bloomie
She wanted answers – answers that would explain everything.
He wanted to avoid her. He saw her walking out the shop and stepped down an alleyway, just out of eyesight. He couldn’t deal with this now. What exactly was he supposed to tell her? The truth? That wouldn’t help anybody.
His phone started to ring.
She turned around, catching his sheepish eyes.
“Hey, what are you doing down there?”
“Waiting for the bus. It’s cold so I thought I’d wait in here,” he laughed. She gave him a funny look and smiled. “It’s been a while, hey?”
“Yeah, god, I know. I’ve been busy.”
Caroline
I don’t need answers. They aren’t what’s important anymore. I used to want you to explain yourself, answer my burning questions as if they mattered at all. But what I really want are actions. They don’t have to be in response to anything. Just do what you promised and what I expect from you–what I deserve from you. Those actions will be my answers.
i dont have many answers. just questions. but when i do have an answer i always second guess it. it is frustrating and i feel so lost with only questions. someone answer me
Questions get answers. Mostly. Not many, actually. Maybe more than I think. Maybe I don’t answer as many questions as I should. Maybe I don’t know what answers are true or not. That’s a funny thing. Figuring out what’s a true answer.
I want answers, not all of them, I don’t need all, just a few, like why she had to go. If you could tell me that I might find peace, a good reason for the never ending aching heart and loneliness, the loss of love, loss of her dear face, her enthusiastic hugs, her mother’s love, the sparkle in her eye, the way she looked at me as if I was precious, like no one else. Why take her away so soon? She had things do, energy to burn, things to learn and say, books to read, poems to write, but without an explanation she just vanished one day, without any comfort or understanding, nothing to replace her, leaving a giant hole in the world and in me. A hole no one can see. Surely one answer is not much to ask.
The answers like in the most secret of places, yet always hide in plain sight. It doesn’t matter who or where, how or why, it just is. Answers are much like perceptive truths rather than concrete evidence.
i love to get the right ansers when im asked a question. but when i get the answer wrong im mad, but i just have to go back and change my answer so that its right. one time i took a math test and got 100% on it. that means that i got all of the answers correct.
They tell us what is right and wrong, sometimes they are definitive, sometimes they have no reason or rhyme, they just are. They are not always right, but no matter what, they are always there.
what are the answers that we are looking for? They are every where, in little things, little menial things. Like for instance the meaning of life, what is it? I can tell you, you make your own meaning of life, don’t count on anyone else to tell you, because they can’t.
i was never the bold child who raised her hand when a question was asked. sometimes the room would lay silent, noboby having a clue how to respond except for me. but usually, i had the correct answer. i never said it out loud, though, for fear of getting it wrong.
there are none!!!! its time for the adventure to beguine that is both the start and end of life. SPELLING.
We all want answers. Answers to our prayers, answers to our questions, but we never seem to get them. We ask and ask over and over again, hoping someone will eventually know the answer, but they don’t. We spend our lives wanting someone to answer our questions. But no one seems to know how. Maybe, just maybe, we are asking the wrong questions. Or maybe, just maybe, only we can find the answers.
dont look for them, they are not in this world, answers are everywhere yes but not in the places of your concern there in dark places you must go, hate to go, refuse to go to but must those are where answers lye answers are there in the da
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answers are so much harder to come by than questions. i got few answers, i got lots of questions. the answers one does find tend to be flawed or incomplete. your father is gay, for example, is what one would probably call a complete answer. However, I would have to disagree because it came too late, and didn’t explain any of the gaps in my life, or why he didn’t tell me himself.
Something everyone wants! What you say in response to a question – and something you may feel inside but never actually say out loud. Something that young people always think they have (#Londonriots), but most don’t don’t actually have any until they’re older.
Answers are what you’re looking for.
He believes in black and white morality, except for the fact that he thinks he’s always right. His eyes are clouded by his judgment, and his hands are weighed down by the scales he always carries with him.
He has an answer to everything, and he tells you that you’re always wrong.
Answers are the things that come after questions. They bring ease and they bring comfort. Sometimesmanswers bring more curiosity then they do ease. They can make people happy or mad, overall they an help people understand.
for a man that over thinks the simplest questions tends to lose himself. i tend to do that a lot since i try to answer in depth when really the question is simple, “who are you?”
I seek the answers that are hard to find; we each have a reason to search for answers in every part of our life. It gives up hope and it gives us purpose. What would life be without the urge to seek the truth?
Life doesn’t always give us the easy answers. You have to work for everything. If it was easy you wouldn’t feel as if you have learned anything or worked for the results. If the answers come to easily you are more likely to believe that you will never have to work for anything.
We’re all asking questions every second of every day. Non-verbally. They’re apparent in our eyes. We’re always searching for the answers we can’t have.
I don’t have any. I wish I did. But There are so many Questions. I don’t get it. I just want to know Why. Why He is the way he is. Why I did what I did. I don’t know. But I want to. I want to know. I want answers.
give me the answers i need
you left me here with a tarnished key around my neck
stared at me with a quiet story in your eyes
slipped into the dusk, and left me here
waiting not for you
but for reasons to forget.
answers are how we try to handle life and the challenges we face. It is something we can spend less than a minute answering or a lifetime looking for.
When you meet a person with all the answers. Run Forrest Run. Not only don’t they have all the answers but they don’t have a clue that they don’t have all the answers.
Looking for answers was what he was doing. He needed to know more about his parents. The hole in his heart wouldn’t seal up unless he could find out more about them, and what happened to them when he was little.
He needed answers.
i know the answer. just ask me the question.
it might not be the right answer, but i know one.
you never asked for the right answer.
you just asked, “what’s the answer?”
my teacher didn’t like me after i threw out that one.
answers happen when people ask a question. they may not always be right, but they are there. sometimes you have to find your own answers, and sometimes you dont even know that they are there. they can be hidden or right in front of your face. but they are always there.
I used to look for answers to universal questions. Which only led to more questions. Now I know it isn’t about the questions or the answers, it is only about the feelings they both bring forth.
Dont be so focused on what the question is. Instead find solace in the outcome, or the answer. Most people pay too much attentionn to the chicken. Focus on the egg, it will create another chicken.
The answers may surprise you dear. I think you should know, though. You are not a normal child and you never will be. Unfortunetly, everyone is jealous…but I’m getting ahead of myself. The truth and fact is this: you have an incredible power.
There are no answers, so don’t even try. If Socrates knew naught, not likely you know either. So go ask. And ask. And ask. And ask.
And you’ll know someday.
To ask more.
Usually when something bad happens, people search for answers. Maybe they shouldn’t waste time searching for them but accept life as it is.. Life will provide them the answer eventually.
that’s one thing that i don’t care about. answers. so what. it doesn’t matter whether you know the answer to something.
the answer to curing cancer. that’s something that my grandpa would of liked. but if you give yourself lung cancer, then do you deserve an answer? no.
answers are confusing.
everyone wants to know all the answers in life. especially when in high school. whether it be in school, at work, or at home; we all want answers. sometimes we aren’t given the answers in which we would like to hear, none the less they are answers that we want so bad. when you ask someone a question, you expect an answer. unless, that is, if it is a rhetorical question. answers come in all shapes and sizes. some are better than other, and some are plain and some are flamboyant. whatever the answer is, it is your answer and it is all yours to keep!
why can’t i get some of them?!
all of the questions i find myself asking don’t have them.
when is it going to be okay again?
when am I going to be okay?
why is life worth living?
why does it have to be me?
i could easily go on.
for once, i would like to be given a solid answer.
Answers are always unpredictable. You never know what one may say after you ask a question. An answer comes from a question. Answers make you feel so different many ways; sad, happy, indifferent, confused, etc. You never know what to expect from someone answers.
I wish I had answers. To my problems, to the worlds problems. But in reality I think answers are always eluding us for a reason. What is life if we know all of the answers. Its the strive to find them that keeps us alive and willing.
“The answers lie within you,” She said.
I nodded and watched her walk away, her heels clicking on the ground.
That was the last time I ever saw her.
It’s been thee years. I still have no idea what she meant.
She wanted answers – answers that would explain everything.
He wanted to avoid her. He saw her walking out the shop and stepped down an alleyway, just out of eyesight. He couldn’t deal with this now. What exactly was he supposed to tell her? The truth? That wouldn’t help anybody.
His phone started to ring.
She turned around, catching his sheepish eyes.
“Hey, what are you doing down there?”
“Waiting for the bus. It’s cold so I thought I’d wait in here,” he laughed. She gave him a funny look and smiled. “It’s been a while, hey?”
“Yeah, god, I know. I’ve been busy.”
I don’t need answers. They aren’t what’s important anymore. I used to want you to explain yourself, answer my burning questions as if they mattered at all. But what I really want are actions. They don’t have to be in response to anything. Just do what you promised and what I expect from you–what I deserve from you. Those actions will be my answers.
i dont have many answers. just questions. but when i do have an answer i always second guess it. it is frustrating and i feel so lost with only questions. someone answer me