Questions
What's this life for? Why do we do all these things that we do? Because it makes us feel better inside? Maybe we are just selfish. Why do we lie when usually the truth will set us free? Why do we choose the drama over the plain? Why do we so often and too many times try to escape this world we live in? Are we ever trutly happy, or just sediated for a certain period of time? I don't know these answers but I think about it sometimes. Why am I here? why at this moment am I here and why are others where they are in this world. Who chooses the path for me? Myself, my surrondings, the influences in my life? Why are so many people fed up with there lives but are too afarid to do anything about it. I see that we as a people are so sediated to what is really going on it's too late. You don't choose your destiny you might think you do, but I don't think I choose mine. Even though I think I'm extremely independant and self sufficent. But nobody is truely ever self sufficent. We need others for everything we do. Maybe I'm just rambling, maybe there is some truth to my words. I just know that this world isn't all that it seems to be. There are things out there beyound my, your, or anyone's thoughts, hopes, dreams, or fears.
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