i look up at the sky and can't help but wonder why. there's so many questions. that will never recieve a true answer. that will always be left open. you may find some with answers. but never all. that's what the sky is. a true mystery. that you can't help but wonder about. you may wonder who's looking at it as you are. who's claimed the same star as you, or the one next to yours. who's looking at them and dreaming of things to come. who's planning a future with someone they still hardly know. there's so many wonders in this world, it seems impossible that you can ever really be bored. but it's because most people don't get out. can't see all the wonderful things. or it just depends on how people see the world. some see the wonder and beauty... others just think of it as a trashcan and a place to make money.