Do you ever question everything? Life? Why we are born? Do you believe in God? What am I meant for? Someone told me last weekend at my Grandma's funeral that our destination is to die, we are born to die. And what I said, was nothing! That is not me but, what was there really to say to that. It just got me thinking, and questioning everything. I am confused now. Why was I born? Do I believe in God? No I don't think so. How can I when he only brings me pain, and sorrow. He doesn't just make me suffer, he makes everyone around me suffer. People all around the world.
But, my biggest question, what am I meant for? Why are we born if were only meant to die? That just doesn't make sense. We all need a purpose in life but, I don't see it.
That also brings me to the smaller things in life?
Why do I smile now?
When I only frown later?
Why do I laugh now?
When I always cry later?
Why am I happy now?
When I'm sad later?
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