There is nothing called “Life” as long as we never fully understand it. You can hardly get convinced by something you have no idea about, something you don’t control, something that takes but never gives. We topple down regimes because they aren’t fair. We make strikes, to fix the wrongs and quench our thirsts of anger. Should we topple down life and protest against it? Who will we shout to? Heaven? Sky? It remains unknown.
Life is worse, in every word. I don’t know who to blame but I can’t find that humans are solely responsible. I don’t get why people die. I don’t know why we aren’t happy. I don’t get why the old man can’t afford a good meal to his family. I don’t get why people lose each other. I don’t know why every good thing has to end. When I try to understand, the adrenaline rushes in my head, and every vein feels like exploding.
I don’t get you life and I don’t know if you and fate are just the same. I know fate is in God’s hands and that’s why I am confused. Why do we have loads of words that don’t make sense in the dictionary or languages? Do we even know what life is except for slaps, bad things and very little good things that never last?
We blame the poor, the uneducated, the beggar, the idiot, the sad and the ones who can’t afford to get the basics needs to make them only survive.
Many of you will relate that topic to God and the creation, but I am thinking of it from the reality perspective. I wrote down many things like I know about life, but to be honest, I have no idea what I just wrote above, and I bet you don’t know as well.
We will never know, and that’s how everything is right now. You will never know and you are supposed to live with that answer or find the real answer between its letters.
Life is worse, in every word. I don’t know who to blame but I can’t find that humans are solely responsible. I don’t get why people die. I don’t know why we aren’t happy. I don’t get why the old man can’t afford a good meal to his family. I don’t get why people lose each other. I don’t know why every good thing has to end. When I try to understand, the adrenaline rushes in my head, and every vein feels like exploding.
I don’t get you life and I don’t know if you and fate are just the same. I know fate is in God’s hands and that’s why I am confused. Why do we have loads of words that don’t make sense in the dictionary or languages? Do we even know what life is except for slaps, bad things and very little good things that never last?
We blame the poor, the uneducated, the beggar, the idiot, the sad and the ones who can’t afford to get the basics needs to make them only survive.
Many of you will relate that topic to God and the creation, but I am thinking of it from the reality perspective. I wrote down many things like I know about life, but to be honest, I have no idea what I just wrote above, and I bet you don’t know as well.
We will never know, and that’s how everything is right now. You will never know and you are supposed to live with that answer or find the real answer between its letters.
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