Questioning Poem by Kerri White

You can take
the simplest phrase
(with no condentation besides
existing only as a response
in order to kill the silence)
and mutilate it until
it honestly offends you,
but why make more of something
than it actually is?

You can value yourself
way more than you should
if you're all you've got
but remember
there's probably a good reason
why nothing else exists to you

You can contradict everything
that you've ever said
in order to be satisfied for the moment,
but then every moment leading up to that one
would surely consist of self-betrayal,

so why treasure yourself so highly
only to wear yourself back down into nothing?
Why tear off the wallpaper,
but leave the walls up?
Why make everyone out to destroy you
when their intentions are far less severe
than your own self punishment

Better yet, why look for something
so long, and so hard
only to settle for anything
at any time just to rectify yourself?

Why write inside yourself
the longest description
with the highest qualifications
only to let yourself accept
a spur of the moment hypocracy?

Matter of fact,
Why am I questioning you
(whoever you are)
when you're so busy questioning yourself,
and I'm pretty sure I've condemed you for that?
I think some questions really are better left unanswered.