Im just a person without meaning.
That's what they told me.
Don't say that shit.
You mean less then how you feel, think about it.
The universe is massive. Expanding faster then light.
And you are just man, you won't last forever.
You'll die along with everyone you know, along with everyone everywhere else.
Why do others with for hell, control your thoughts.
They not even real remember. None of this even matters.
So why complain about all your problem's.
Just remember when you die it'll all go away.
So you make your life hell for what?
The universe rivaled by nothing, emptiness just like you.
Filled with stars, first from eons ago, every mineral and material known fordged by it.
You look into the mirror everyday helpless.
Wishing it would and, your Hell on earth.
On earth.
Now outside, everything starts to make sense to you.
You care a little more now.
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