Ahh, yes.

The most philosophical inquiry of our times

Why
Am
I
Like
This
?

We used to ponder about the stars

Now I wonder why I feel so sad every time I watch them twinkle in the vast loneliness that is the reflection in my eyes
.
We used to question gods and create epics and fables to better understand the world around us

Now I want to never see this planet again
I'm tired of fantastical stories, unrealistic expectations and faith based interpretations of my broken reality
If there is a god, it owes us all an apology
.
We would strive
A pursuit of knowledge, the ultimate form of nirvana

Now I wish I didn't think at all and could be a mindless, happy follower

But I know too much

And somehow still manage to be a fool
.
Why am I like this?