Maybe things don't really happen for a reason.
Maybe we are just grasping for ways to make sense of the chaos around us.
Maybe we are giving meaning to things with no meaning.
Maybe we are clinging to hope to forget about reality.
What if we were wrong and nothings meant to be?
We are just lost souls wandering endlessly, Desperately, seeking comfort
In hope that things will work out in the end no matter what.
We have tricked ourselves into believing that everything will be ok in the end
Just so we don't have to face the reality that maybe it wont.
