i think and see and hear a lot,
but is all that worth a second thought,
when me, myself, and i is all i've got?

"everything people did was so silly,
because they only died in the end"*

why does anyone do anything?
what is there to gain?
besides temporary happiness

it's all just a spur of the moment

because we all lose everything one day
eventual yet inevitable death will strike

what
is
the
point
of
anything
?

what do you do
when you don't have much of a will to live
but of course
you don't want to die either?

what do you do
when life isn't making any sense
and no one
has discovered the meaning yet?

what do you do
when you can't tell what's real or not
especially when
there's nobody to help you?

what do you do
when you have so many questions
and then
no answers to any of them?

Did I ever tell you I love you so,
and did I ever tell you

you're just like the sun in my sky
and the stars in my night
You my friends, beautiful you