Living day by day
On a spinning ball
I still don’t understand why gravity doesn’t let me fall
Or push me down and make me crawl
If we called god would he ignore us all
My mind is a ends less Q&A
But with gaps on the A
Cause the answers come slowly day by day
They don’t come all on a silver tray
You have to mold my like a ball of clay
No true answers to any thing
Basic law of philosophy
Makes my life a atrocity
Cause I want answers to everything
Why we live why we die why we smile why we cry
I still don’t know why I try
Should I give up and live a normal life
Become a primitive animal
Or a philosopher
Or am I just a guy thinking to much about his life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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