Why do we live?
Why do we die?
To find the answer to life?
Or to question our creation?
Why do we laugh?
Why do we cry?
To enjoy the little things?
Or to scapegoat our suffering?
Why do we kill?
Why was something so cruel created to survive?
Something's just don't make sense.
But does that mean we shouldn't ask why?
Curiosity killed the cat,
Well I'm still breathing,
I guess the mysteriousness of the world will remain unchanged.
Just because fate is stubborn doesn't mean you have to be,
Live on how you feel that's how you change your destiny.

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