There’s always been a question in me.
When answered, it’ll help me face reality.
I’m sure it’s not just me who has this question.
Everyone has it, from every country & nation.
I’ve always wondered why are we here?
Why are we trying to live so hard when one day we’ll disappear?
Only a few already have what they want,
While most of us will be striving like a mule & then pant.
Most of us will be chasing dreams we can’t grasp.
We’ll still aim for it, though we’re out of breath & we gasp.
A bigger question is: Why do we do our best in this place?
When misery is a guarantee & happiness is a phase?
I also wonder if there is an after life.
I wonder if there’s a world beyond this chaos & strife.
War is present around the world & in the Middle East.
Is it still possible to attain world peace?
These questions constantly pop in my head.
They make me toss & turn in my bed.
They make me question the life I’ve led.
& now I wonder: Am I better off dead?
My Camena 