Sometimes
Sometimes I feel inferior
like if I don't even belong on this planet.
Like I don't matter to anyone.
Sometimes I wish I had never been born
maybe that would cure the pain.
Maybe thinking I was still a fetus would help.
No...It wouldn't.
That would never slow down my birth and the pain of this unbearable life.
I often think about death.
But more about life.
What is the point of living if you're meant to suffer?
Suffering amounts to nothing - if it is not death.
So when we look at it,
what is the point of living?
To be stressed, be heartbroken?
No one ever said life was fair
No one ever said that life was going to be easy.
But wouldn't it be better if it WAS in fact, easy?
If everything would go smoothly?
If we could do things with ease and not be hurt?
To live and to love.
To live and feel worthy.
Until we die?
I wish I had a life like that.