Sometimes I just wonder

Why do I even bother working so hard?

I used to believe that what we do today,

every single little thing would come up to something

that actually counts in the future

Now, I realize that a lot of things

are just inconsequential.

So then, I ask myself again,

Why?

Then I heard this

And then the lyrics didn't tell me why I was doing all these

Just that one day I might miss them all

More than I think.

Still not really making much sense

to why

but 

maybe when I look back

I'll really know

It seems like life is always filled with so many questions

maybe it's just me being curious and all

nonetheless,

are we just muddling through life,

not really knowing why and how?

we're just there

just like that

not knowing better
is that all there is to it?


I dunno but I did find this 

Maybe. Just maybe then.

Indeed. Why?