Do You Know How It Feels?
I think about the purpose of life. It is not that I am suicidal, but I find myself asking the same question...What is the purpose of living? I do not mean career wise or love wise, I mean overall. Like why do have to love and suffer and be sad and happy. Why is it that I can be in front of a computer and others can't even spell their name? Why is it that while I am calm and relaxed, others typing away my troubles while others are forced to flee and die? What makes some us suffer and others rejoice? Where is fairness and justice? Am I the only one to notice? War being a mask of pride, honor, and protection, when it only serves as a puppet for government! It isn't just these thoughts, there are others which I do not wish to relate. I want to be wrong, I want to find my purpose and stop thinking so much. I am too young for these thoughts, I just want to find some sort of peace in myself. What do I do?