Angel (morbid_angel) wrote, @ 2003-12-23 21:07:00

Life
Life is so depressing. What one thing can an individual be certain of other than death? Why is it that i stare death defiantly in the face, yet when it comes for me, i run? I'm so strong, yet so weak. I have nothing. I'm emotionless. I merely exist. I have no purpose. I am not needed. It makes me wonder, Why...