Dear Life

Dear Life,

You are stupid. All You do is cause pain and agony. The balance between happiness and sadness is so unbalanced it's ludacris. Why should we look for happiness while sadness looks for us? Why can't it be even? Nothing's fair. It never was, it never will be.

I've put everything into this. Why is there no output? It's not just me, everyone around me goes through the same shit in their own ways! Why? Why the many trials? I'm not an experiment. I have purpose. My purpose is to look for purpose. Nothing is fair.

These ups, these downs. Why? Where is the neutrality, does it exist? Can I control it? I think so. It's a tough task. All these emotions being triggered at once. Coursing through me like some metro station. Yet, to be emotionless is to be boring, dull. Nobody likes dull.

Anger, Sadness, Lust, Envy, Love, Hate, and Happiness to name a few. You exist in a non-existent shell. You're all surreal. Created by life. Life's imaginative figment bestowed within your brains. To believe it's there. See that? No? Exactly.

Sincerely,

Tyler