Why am I here?
I've thought about death more than people who are dead now
I've imagined driving my car into a tree
I've imagined sinking beneath the water
But not fighting to catch a breath
So why am I here?
I've thought about living and happiness
But joy is a foreign concept to me
My anxious mind searches for reasons in everything
But ceases to find a purpose for my own existence
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 10:50 PM UTC
Why am I here?
I've thought about death more than people who are dead now
I've imagined driving my car into a tree
I've imagined sinking beneath the water
But not fighting to catch a breath
So why am I here?
I've thought about living and happiness
But joy is a foreign concept to me
My anxious mind searches for reasons in everything
But ceases to find a purpose for my own existence
