What is life anyway? It means somthing because I think about it every day. At night I lie and wonder what its all about. Then I figure it's somthing that comes with pain without a doubt. I wonder why I am sent here. Maybe just to feel my own tears. To cry and hurt, to have fear Many say we are sent with a mission. But otherwords, Were' sent here to be pissed on. What did God attend us to do? Hurt each other? Kill? Whats new? Every one knows it scary to think about their final day. But thats life anyway.
Reason for writing:
I hope you thought what it means
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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