A little too much

Thinking...

Sometimes I wonder why I am living on this planet. I know that sounds weird.
But for me it is too strange. I always wanted to live on Pluto.
Living on Pluto would be more easier. No wars. Noone who shoots at other people. No hate...
This planet I am living on is fulfilled with too much hate...
People hate themselves. People hate other people. People hate their pets. And so on.
I do not understand it. I cannot understand it!
How? How is that possible?
Hatin' others.
And what's going wrong in those peoples' minds?

You might have noticed that I am a very thoughtful person.
I am thinking too much.
About me. About others.
But that's okay.
For me it's okay.
I don't know what other people think 'bout me.
And I don't wanna know.
I just wanna live my life.

Do you know that feeling when you wake up and just think: 'What am I doing in my life?'
No?
Alright. But I do.
Continuing...