What is life? Is there a cause? A meaning of some sort? Do we all just wake up to not know whether we live or die? Because that's what it seems like. Do I even matter? Does my life make an impact, on anyone, anything? Or am I just a waste of space, meant to fade into the background and be another nothing..? Was I ever a something ?
In the past 10 minutes, I've faced the questions I never knew I thought about. The worst part is, I don't have an answer. To any of them. Nor do I know if I ever will. My next question is.. Should I just end it now?
Would it even matter? Would anyone care? Would they even realize that I no longer exist? Did I ever really exist? Was I ever loved? If so, what did I miss? Was I ever truly happy? Because I know Im not now.
All these questions I'm asking, I never knew I thought about. But I know now, that they were always in the back of my mind, just waiting to be triggered. Just waiting to come out.
Was waking up this morning even worth it? Yesterday I was happy, yesterday I wanted to see today, but now, I want nothing. I am nothing. I've always been nothing. Right now, I know I'm alive, but, I'm wondering.. What reason do I have to stay that way?