Why do people live?
Why must we all be slaves of life? Why must we force ourselves to conform to what's right and what's wrong? Who has the right to define that? Why do something to make oneself/someone happy/sad? Why do we have to go through the different stages in life? Why do we like something? Why do we show liking towards a certain someone? Why do people have to go through all the pain to learn? Why do we have to listen? What are we here for?
To save lives? To educate people? To pass on experience? To learn? To be happy? To be stepped on? To be part of the sample?
What if there are too many lives to save? What if people never understand? What if experience means nothing but a collection of emotions? What if learning loses its meaning? What if all the emotions start to seem pointless? What if you couldnt figure out why the *** are u here for? What if you start to find everything a little meaningless? What if...
And u know, u are dispensable. The world continue to spin....and its making me giddy.