I actually wonder about a lot of things, but today I wonder,
Did purple ever wish to be yellow?
Why do people sing other people's songs?
We don't memorize other people's words for fun.

Can God's creation experience jealousy or self-consciousness?
Do they just accept that God has a unique plan for all of them?
Do the rose and the weed perk up with joy in the same way when their fragrance brightens someone's day?
What would the floor say if they could talk about what they've heard?

Do you ever just wonder?
Imagining how things could or would or might be?
Always outside everybody else's box?
Never really fitting in anywhere?

Just wondered....