Nothing I ever do is going to matter.
I will never accomplish anything great in my short, fleeting life span.
I could be the kindest person to have ever lived, or the cruelest.
In the end none of it would matter.
You could be poor or rich,
Intelligent or not,
Kind or cruel,
Good or evil
But none of it matters.
Time moves on and even those whose names every one once knew will begin to fade.
All they will be is a name and eventually,
Even that will no longer be relevant.
Time is constantly progressing.
Day by day life is born,
But life is also ended.
You are born in one day
And die in one day.
They say the most important things aren't the dates that appear in your tombstone,
But the dash in between.
Is it really though?
Regardless of what we've done with our lives,
We all end up in the ground anyways.
So what's the point?
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My Thoughts
RandomA collection of my thoughts whether they be sad, happy, or any emotion in between. I am going to include different things I'm thinking about including quotes and questions. I would love interactions about your views. Feel free to share your thoughts...
