Life

-Life-

Life...such a fragile thing that some cling on to, that some rid themselves of, that some take away. What is life? We go through it, from when we were born, we learn, we make decisions, and then we come out to live our lives, to work ourselves to death. What is the meaning of it? Do we do all these just for the sake of leaving a mark on this world that may end soon due to mankind's pollution? Why were we born into this world? Did God place us here, to protect the world, or are we here just for the sake of destroying it? What are we here for? To leave more pages on the future's history books? To create interesting stories for the next generation? What are we supposed to believe in? What do we work for? We all die in the end, either by age, a mere accident, war, suicide or anything else...so what, exactly, is the meaning of life? You say life is what we have right now, but whats at the end, waiting for us? No one will ever know the answer, because the people who venture to find out...never return.

Author's Note

Happy New Year! (At least, its new year here :P) -Also, hope you enjoyed me questioning life lmao-