The End

Often I wonder what makes time tick.
What allows the passage of one moment to the next?
Why are we living in this world, heading down this distinct path?
When does it end, if it does end - is death the end.
Questions without answers, I find.
Some say seeking them is a waste of time.
But in my eyes it is the only good use of time.
Why do what others say at the drop of a hat?
Why live your life without question, without wonder, without reason?
Get a good education they say, a job then and in your future you will have success.
What is this success without knowing what it's all for?
What if it's all just a waste of time?
We are mortal after all.
Why do we constantly fool ourselves in believing anything makes a difference?
Wealth, power, even love.
Nothing lasts.
The desires we have - we aren't even sure where they come from.
Does no one question?
Does no one care?
Often it seems that I'm alone in my thought process.
Others brush me off when I try to make them wonder.
Silly fool why do you question such things - it's meaningless.
Then I'll get distracted like I always do.
Continue living the life of the many to blend in.
Go with the flow once more, caught up in this worldly tide of influence and ignorance.
So easily are we distracted.
It's difficult to pursue what questions I have in my mind.
When they all laugh and turn away so easily from something that bogs me down in thought forever.
I suppose this is something of a curse.
How much easier it would be for me to go through everything like a zombie, mindless.
I know I wander into that state for many tasks life throws out - it is useful but damning at the same time.
To get through school, getting work done to make the grade, get to the next stage in life.
And it seems that as each phase passes, even more time has flown by.
Time I didn't use for consideration, finding reason, but to move on.
I find eventually I'll be out of time.
That one day I'll have passed my life by, living without reason for long enough 'til it's gone.
I just hope that before my time is up I'm able to find my reason.
And I'll be at peace with myself...
In the end.