My Questions


Why does the world seem to crush us?
Why is it that the air we breathe seems to destroy our lungs?
Is it because we are not worthy?
Is it because we are sinners?
Or is life simply unfair?
Is the one place we have no choice but to call home really a prison?
Are our bodies a jail and our mind the jailer?
Is the rest of society shackled to the idea of normalcy?
These are my questions.

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