Why am I writing here?
I don’t even know the people who will be reading my thoughts.
It is like putting a letter in bottle,
and letting it drift through the oceans.
But isn’t it better to let the words out
than just keeping them for my own.
Why in my 26 years of existence,
I hit the highs and the lows.
I think everybody does.
I may have a thousand whys in the world,
Some, will be unanswered,
Some, I will be figuring out for myself.
There is only one thing I believe in,
That there is a greater power
that my mind could never reach
That there is something divine planned out.
He exists, the One who created everything.
Only He can explain.
Only He can answer.
