There’s just so much that I would wonder about,
about the actions of both you and me.
And sometimes I would laugh at myself,
for being so silly because it’s so idiotic.
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There’s no reason for all of this,
no point in all of these useless thinking.
and most of the time I would just say,
“does it even matter at all ?”
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There’s just too much I’ll question,
their comments are something I can’t ignore.
Even if I knew the answer,
I would still hope for something better.
I know that even if I try to give up, I can’t.
Even if I’ll put in all my effort, it just comes back to me.
I need an answer, to help me overcome all of this.
