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Friday, July 24, 2009
1:24 AM

i wonder, who is watching? are the stars watching from above? are the angels carelessly gazing down from the clouds? who could possibly take fancy on the miserable life we live? only fools will wish their time away on the uneventful and the dull. we pursuit colours and trophies we don't really need. so what is it that us humans really want? love? compassion? global domination? the stars laugh at our naivety, and the angels shed a tear for our loss. we don't really know what we want, not even when it's right in front of our faces. when we think we have it all, we only want more.

i want to understand how it all works, how our lives were meant to play out. i want to know what happens in the end, what we are doing this for. i want to know why i did the things i did and why i didn't do the things i didn't. i want to know why i got hurt, and why i hurt other people. i want to know who my real friends are in the end, so i can just hold on to them now. i want to know why i had so many chances, yet made so many mistakes. i want to know how many days i have left to love, so i'll love with every last bit of my heart. i want to know how i can change the world, so i can make a difference and make my life worthwhile. i want to know who you are, so i can find you and keep you in my life. i want to know why we're here in the place and time, when we could be someone else somewhere far away. i want to know the reason why things happened the way they did, so i can understand why i'm alive today.

maybe these answers i'll never know, not now anyways. the answers are left for the very end, when the game is over and life has run it's course. no one will know, not until the last seconds tick by. maybe i'll find the answers soon, maybe not. we'll just have to stick around and find out how it ends. there's nothing we can do now but live.

so be honest, are you watching?

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