• I don't live to make people happy...but maybe I was born to do so...

    Somethings seems so clear to me, but not to others...

    The truth? I guess there's just no way to know.



    Isn't it strange?

    That some things that others love,

    can drive you insane?

    That sometimes, trying to convince someone of something,

    Is all but in vain?



    I don't live to make people happy...but maybe I was born to do so...

    Was I born to live for others, my whole life, all the places I go?

    Is it all a "part of God's plan" that in time... eventually, to me he will show?

    Perhaps after going through things, maturing...maybe having these difficulties, so I can grow.



    Isn't it strange,

    How much of your life a year, a month,

    A circumstance can change?

    How one event, your whole view of life,

    Can derange...



    I don't live to make people happy...but maybe I exist to do so...