What really matters?

I don't know what I am.....
But I'm dying.
I don't really understand.....
But I'm trying.

In moments of quiet,
I feel closer to something.
Thinking drains my soul,
And my end is always coming.

What can I do?
What is this life worth?
What action carries meaning,
When you're dying since birth?

What argument really matters?
What comes from above?
What can matter more,
Than how much you love?

 

You have captured the age old question of the "human condition" well.

 

Very good.
It says so much, and it does it "simply".

 

I really like this =)

 

the comments i get here mean alot to me. thanks.