Why?
One question.
Two meanings.
Why does the world revolve around the sun?
Why do we fall in love?
Why do people die?
But
Why....?
Why does my world revolve around emptiness?
Why does falling in love feel like falling off a cliff?
Why do people live?
Maybe it's just
Me.
But
Why do I
Still need to live?
Why wont anyone notice when I disappear from the face of the earth?
The only answer
That shines as clear as the sky
No one cares
If I
Live
Or
Die.
