I wonder if the kiss of death is bad? There are times when I catch myself thinking whether or not everything we go through in this world is worth it.

Every day when I wake up I always ask myself the same thing. Is living really that good? what is love beyond a word If you knew that the next day you would die, would you cry? reflections so profound for such a small mind.

like a speck in this peaceful existence I wonder whether or not all the hate we harbor about ourselves is worth it Death is a way out, not for those who remain, but for those who were. ironic isn't it because living hurts us, because dying hurts others.