Life is complicated, like there is no escape
Everytime you think your happy, you hit another gate
Fate, they say , in that case there is no point
Sometimes I think to much , it makes me vomit
Perhaps if our minds weren’t so limited, to understand
Id ask so many questions, try to comprehend
However some things we will never know,
Why is it that I cant control my anger, why do I hate the snow?
Is the Universe Endless, why don’t we control pollution?
If there is really God , how does one explain revolution.
Even further more, If there is god, why is there war.
If Humans are made to reproduce, why isn’t every girl a whore
I search for answers so much it hurts my head
Than it hits me, There would be no question if I was dead