Sometimes you just need the world to stop. To just pause for a while. To give you time to think. To take in the world and all that's happening in it. To run away from a life you hate.
This life is hard and lonely. And sometimes you begin to wonder if it truly has a purpose.
Our lives mean nothing in the long run. In a hundred to two hundred years will anyone remember your name? You could become the next Audrey Hepburn or Leonardo dicaprio, but after a while everyone will forget what you did in this world. You may find the cure to cancer, but maybe only a couple of years later someone will out do you, and you won't matter anymore. Our lives mean nothing... But, I don't think that should stop you from trying to become and accomplish everything possible. After all, you are the one that will look back on your life in your dying moments and have to be somewhat happy with what you see.
My brother finally did it. He's never coming back. I don't know what to do anymore.
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