Life

by Tasha   Oct 5, 2006


Life is like living in hell. So many things you don't know about, & so many things that screw life up. Why is life the way it is? Why did god create something like this? What is the real truth about everything? When will we find out? When will all the crap stop?

Life is just another thing people hate, fear, or are confused about. Why cant it just end when you want it to? Fear & danger is all around. When will it show its ground? Maybe never. Maybe god will never fix what he has created.

People may say we should except what we have. But we can have better. Life is basically messed up as much as it can get. Should we just end life? Our own life? It feels as if all the terrible things has to go to certain people.

All the bad things get worse & worse on certain people. When will her life end? Will she be the one to do it? Or will it be an accident? She may never know. But if life gets any worse...who knows what she will do.

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