Jul 2016
Life brings us into this world
With no say on our part
And no indication
Of what happens afterwards
Life brings us into this world
Having us just conscious enough
To know that we have no idea
Of our purpose
Or our fate
And having us care just enough
To be terrified and frustrated by that
If you ask me,
Life, or whoever invented it,
Is an *******
With no say on our part
And no indication
Of what happens afterwards
Life brings us into this world
Having us just conscious enough
To know that we have no idea
Of our purpose
Or our fate
And having us care just enough
To be terrified and frustrated by that
If you ask me,
Life, or whoever invented it,
Is an *******
Just the musings of another existential crisis that I wish I could ignore. I might be more thoughtful and prepared, but I'm also terrified on a regular basis.
(19/F/North America)
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