Innocently I ask, "why do I exist?'
I never meant not to value my life
Can’t hold against me for being curious
Could never hinder from asking
Have you ever thought of your purpose?
What's your mere role?
How long will you survive?
Are you created for someone or for another?
Life has always been whether complicated or easy
Satisfying or depriving, exciting or boring
Yet whatever it takes it is a blessing
An opportunity for you or to someone else
You may not value yours as much as another does
But how do we value it?
Is it a need or a want?
A choice or an obligation
Or am I just missing the logic of life?
bangag_pa 11sept2007 0122h
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
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