"So what kind of guy are you into?"

*"The hypothetical kind... They're the only ones who don't leave a path of destruction in their wake."

If not for ourselves
We would have nothing
No experiences
No loves
No friendships
No thoughts
It is for our existence
That we purely exist
It is through ourselves
That we experience
Not just ideas or thoughts
But we experience ecstasy
Don’t ask yourself what is happiness
Ask yourself why exist to strive for happiness
A thought that has eluded great philosophers
Instead experience existence
Enjoy the breeze
And live for the sack of living

Should I be given the choice,
I walk the path
which frightens me most
because
we should exist
with bursts of life
to awaken our existence
rather than
to spend eternity
in endless slumber

it isn't that i feel sad
or numb, like some days,
but i don't feel like existing.

there's so much for me to do,
so many books to read,
so many shows to watch,
so many albums to listen to,
and there's so much that i cannot.

and i would give the world
to anyone
who could erase me for a few days.

i would be the shavings
off of a pencil that decorate a classroom floor.

and i wouldn't even mind.

I am and will always be
if not blood and bones
at least echoing memories
an existence through not existing
and oh how fitting it is
that even in death we live

In search of everything
Browsing the existence of anything
Welcome the silence of the essence,
Play voices of the heart.

It will be
Sought
Merit is
Afford

Enforcing the soul,
Why so little exists.
For as least smile.
For a few reasons,
Live.

Do you ever feel like
People are just annoyed at the fact that you exist?

I want to be by myself with myself
I don't mean to hurt anyone by my side
I just want to close my eyes and just not exist for a while.

Why is it that so many people seem to just exist? They neither progress nor regress, and their place in the universal order seems completely neutral.
Some may even say they're obsolete.