Questions Through Time.

As the seconds pass I begin to question why,
why am I letting you tear me apart inside?

as the seconds turn to minutes I begin to question who,
who am I trying to change into just in an attempt to impress you?

as the minutes turn to hours I begin to question how,
how can I still want you now?

as the hours turn to days I begin to question where,
where these feelings are coming from, and after all should I still care?

as the days turn into weeks I begin to question what and when,
when I see you next, what will happen?