I see the world in riddles and rhymes

in puzzles and problems, questions and queries

searching for the answer to my 'why'

I read between the lines, highlight, annotate 

I always make sure to take notes

I study the flashcards I made

I replay and replay the movie scenes that are my life

I turn the subtitles on, and I always make sure I can hear clearly

i've watched and re-watched in all the languages I know and the ones I don't,

sure i'll find something I missed before, 

sure I will finally find the answer to the paradox of my life

but the issue with that is there is no real answer

to a paradox

and a riddle needs to make sense

a rhyme sounds nice

and questions and queries have answers

but maybe, if I look hard enough...

so i'll go back to my notes

re-write because the ink has smudged and smeared and run,

stained by my sweat and my tears and my blood.

I will ask again and again, study till i'm mad

repeat the phrases I know so well, memorize the line's I've already burned into my brain

retrace the words that are the bones of my being

and reread

and rethink

and rewatch

repeat

retrace

reread

rethink

rewatch

repeat

and repeat

and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat

because there has to be an answer; I just haven't been looking hard enough.