I hate my birthday, here is why
When I was 8 I released I was getting older
and I didn't like it
I started to see life as a hole instead of moments,I started asking questions
If I put a rock on the sidewalk will it still be there in 10 years ?
What happens when we die?
Why are we here?...
On my birthday tho these questions become amplified I'd tell myself I'd be closet to finding the answer when I'm older wiser,but every year that came I felt farther away from the answer
I'm turning 15 this year and I still don't have the answer
The truth is no one does but for some reason I'm still asking questions I guess we all are
Why do we ask questions knowing we don't have the answers?
Why do we wonder about the mysteries about the universe?
Why do I care that we are a rock floating in space?
Why do I wonder....?
I just won't ever know the android to these questions at least not in this life time
But what I do know is that
I hate my birthday
