confused Why? confused
Why me?
Why have the berdin of death on my shoulders?
Why have anything at all?
We all die and live
A never ending circle of life and death
Why?
Why here or there or even any where?
Why must we die a painful death and not live for ever with our loved ones?
Why do things happen to people that don't deserve them?
Why are there cruel people in this world?
Why are we not all happy in the world?
Why is the question I all to all and everything I want to understand
Why?
Why is the question I ask to many people
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Life is so fragel and yet it gose by so fast. Yet why are we all so afraid of death? I have no clue but with this. I feel like I have limits to live. With being a teen well we have it rough. (I think that anyways)
With the pressures of our peers, family, friends, and our education. We have alot of things that keep building up, up, and up. We get strested out and sometimes we vent. The way to vent should not hurt you or the ones that care about you can and will get worried about you.
With the pressures of our peers, family, friends, and our education. We have alot of things that keep building up, up, and up. We get strested out and sometimes we vent. The way to vent should not hurt you or the ones that care about you can and will get worried about you.
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