I look up to the sky and I think... What is our meaning. I wonder if he listens to me. I wounded if our very existence is just a game or a experiment. I'm told to love god... But how can I love something I fear. And they say that god gave me life and strength... Then why am I so tired. And why do I have to be grateful for the very thing I didn't want... Im.... I'm just so tired... I look around me and I see what we have done. What we did to the world... Because all of our misdeeds because of our conflicts because of our many wars...... We will all fall down... And we have to blame for it. Right... We have to carry the weight as it crushes us slowly. Why do we have to suffer. I guess we were put here to end everything that we started... We caused battles and they ended... We started love and soon it ended. We grew on the earth and we are here to end it...
