THE UNIVERSE, AND YOU

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How do you define life?
Does it make sense when you die?
Or while you’re still alive.
 
What’s the mystery of this world you live in?
Is it you? or there’s some force behind you?
 
Why do you need to eat,sleep and work?
Can you just stop and worry not?
 
Why do you need to discover things?
And then later on destruct them?
 
Why do you fight the world?
All because you can’t respect the other’s voices.
 
Why do they say life on earth is beautiful,
when all you see is the cruelty every single day.
 
Why do you ever think too much?
When all you just need is stop,
and appreciate the things you have.
 
Why do you even hurt the people you love all your life?
All because sometimes you think you can just do it on your own.
 
Why do you say things you don’t mean?
Is it because you don’t want them get hurt?
But haven’t you realize that not meaning what you say
Creates a double sword?
 
Why do you keep holding on?
When all you ever wanted is to move on?
 
Why do you keep wasting your time,
on things and people that don’t matter anymore,
Aren’t you tired and not seeing a different light?
 
Why do you keep moping around,
When there’s more to life than just meeting the eye.
 
Why are you complaining about your life,
Aren’t you the one deciding?
 
Why do you keep locking yourself inside?
Do you ever know that life happens,
and the world will just pass you by?
 
How about you trust me?
I am the Universe.
Aren’t you ready?