I think we all
Relate to two simple words
Why bother?

All our thoughts
Have been thought before
It seems like all our ideas
Have been taken

It's taken me a long while
To realize
There is no standard
We need to live up to
We set our goals
Impossibly high

Life in itself
Is the reason to live
Each life
Is a new way the universe
Is viewed

I suppose that is why
Death is saddening
It extinguishes
Another window
A mirror
Of nothing
Turned into a whole new
Reality

We say we cannot change
The whole world
Of course not
We can only alter our view
But that's something
Isn't it?