What is the meaning of life?

What is the meaning of life? Us beings live on this world but what's the point of it? What's the point of society today? I mean, society isn't what it used to be. I get that. We spend so much time complaining about our society yet we are the society. Wars both minor and major, sexism, politics. The list goes on. This is what's going on the world. But what does it mean?

Do you think that we're beings made up of atoms and molecules. We breath until we die. Or do you think it's something on a bigger scale. Like we were made to make a difference. That we were put on this world to change things. I don't see how that's possible. Has it ever occurred no matter what your life brings someone on the other side of the world has no idea who you are or what your story is? In all honesty I'm inferior. I'm not going to change the world. There are people doing better than me. There's someone smarter, more prettier or someone who's changing the world in some way. I get that! But does that mean the meaning in life for people is different or the same?

I don't get life. I mean, one minute I'm four years old. I'm playing in the playground dreaming about being a pirate. And like I said sexism is a thing in society so there's no need for comments or thoughts about the fact a girl wanted to be a pirate when she was younger and not a princess! Anyways, my life consisted of daydreaming and laughter. All lot of naps but the meaning of life then was to have fun, to play and make loads of friends at school. I have no idea what the real world is. I didn't know about a long education, heartbreaks or what horrible things in the world goes on.

So I turn fourteen. I'm stressing out over pre-mock exams. I listen to the news. They mention extremism, politics and some sort of incident, maybe something the police were involved in. Suddenly, I'm not that four year old girl. I have to make decisions, be responsible and stress over a long five years of education in secondary school. So, what is the meaning in life now? I guess it's to do good, be better strive for a long list of achievements to be proud of. What's so hard about that? Lets think: bullying; sexism and peer pressure. People torment you, call you names and make your life feel like your worthless and that you aren't good enough. You may not be able to do what you want. It's considered a "boy" sport or job vice versa. You have to go to parties instead of revise because of peer pressure. So, again, what's the meaning of life? Is it get on with your life and hope for the best? I mean, those four-year-old little girls meaning of life is no longer the meaning.

What's the meaning of my life going to be in 10 years? Is it to be a family person? To have children and fiancé, boyfriend or a husband. Or is it to continuing to strive to make a difference? Or have you given up on knowing what the meaning of life is? All these questions over a life.

People in the world worry about different things. They want different things, that's okay. But why do we stress over these things we can't control? Why do we care if it's for boys? Surely if we want to do it we should. We shouldn't allow a gender to be the thing that stops us. Why are we so stuck on calling everything "gay"? Why do countries get involved with other countries issue and moan and become anxious when they were the ones which created the war? Do you get what I mean? All these full blown things affect our lives, why do we let them? I know some people make a difference. They stand up for what they believe. They campaign for a better world. How did these things come about? And I guess this makes some sense if you believe that we were put on this world for something different. It would explain a lot. Like why there a group of bad people, a group of good people. And still, what's the point in that? What meaning does it have?

In life we all want to be superior. I guess for the people that know us and what we've done we are. In comparison to others we're still inferior. There's people who have done better. Achieved more. That's okay the meaning in life always changes. Everyone talks about their lives and how their living it. Maybe we're not living anymore we're just surviving. Does that make sense? We get up day-to-day. We follow our daily routine. We go to bed. This constant cycle. I don't get the meaning of life. There's all this pointless nonsense in the world. All these little things in the world. How did they get there? Is there any point of them being there? I don't think there is a meaning to life. I think if I disappeared tomorrow, the universe wouldn't really notice. I mean some will. They might ache for a few weeks but they'll carry on. They'll carry on and soon it'll be so easy they won't remember. I mean, they won't remember how hard it once was to get up and face another day. A few people might not even remember me . So maybe we aren't living we're surviving...