Why in the world are we here?
Why is there so much to fear?
What causes the laughter?
The death and the hereafter
What causes all the crying?
Why do we need to be flying?
If we are born to be dying
What is the point in trying?
What could be the point of life?
There is always so much strife
Some drop dead in their prime
Just a drop in the ocean of time
Why should we even exist at all?
When we all are bound to fall
Though life may be a mystery
It makes no difference to a tree
Why should we even want to exist?
When gone, we are hardly missed
We have no value, whatsoever
Unless we can exist forever
Life is full of pain and tension
It is beyond our comprehension
We must live, and then must die
All we can do is wonder why