If you think about it, everyone of us will die. Whatever it is that you have achieved or whoever you are, all of us have the same destination. So why is it that we keep on burdening ourselves, killing ourselves with anxiety, filling our days and nights with malicious thoughts of what to do, or what to accomplish, if we have enough, or how to have more than enough, when all of it comes together, regardless of our achievements, popularity, when it won't stand for anything in the face of death?
Why can't we just live a simple, happy and content life where everyone is kind to everyone and anyone we meet?
Why do we always have to prove to ourselves that we can do this, have this and that, be this and that, when in a second it's not really ours?
Why do we choose to wait forever before saying I love you to the person we adore most in this world, and why don't we spend time with those who really matter to us when all we really have in this life is to expand?
If you think about it, all of us will die.
So why do we allow ourselves to suffer so much
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All The Things I've Never Said Before - Part 6
PoesíaPoetry, sayings, and quotes I have personally written. Everyday life is complicated and confusing but I try and find the beauty in that too
