do you ever question your own existance

as if your not sure if your even here

where everything you do seems so... so mere?

do you ever wonder

ever ponder

over the very meaning of your soul?

why your here

and not someone else who deserves to grow old?

on the edge of a small website

in the cradle of a small lot

in a place with few people

not mainstreem and maybe abit distraught?

do you ever wonder why your here

living in a place like this?

maybe with a lover

or maybe alone in the mist?

do you ever ponder

the reason for our very existance?

what change would we make if gone?

do you ever wonder if in the great beyond?

somone knows and is draging us along?

i so wonder what reason we may play

in this long and drawn out place

where noting we do will change more than a lace

or a blade of grass in the times far after

for if we died

a million years from now

how would we change

will the next generation bow?

is our knowlage

enough to change

enough to change future brains?

a speck of dust

thats all i am

in the far span of reality

for what holds every living thing together?

what is the point of life?

if you asked me our lives are made to end...

the one thing every living thing will do is die

every small or large creature so why?

why should we be any different?

what is the point if we are all merely cattle?

what is the point to live?

if every living thing has a reason for living

and that reason is all the same

and every single thing with or without a brain

then the only similarity is that we die

so why... do we live?