Why is this world so twisted and broken? I would give all my wealth to see my past fixed. And yet it stays, forever remains. No matter what I may do, think, or say.

Why are my memories clouded with tears? Why have old friends just slipped away? Why does the world tell me I don't have a chance. I don't need them to tell me what I already know.

Why have the people hardened thier hearts? Why do they ignore all the filth and the grime? They look and walk by, and do nothing at all. How has it come to this?

Why do we think that we make a difference? Why do we think that we are worth it? Its as if all the troubles of the world have doubled. And they've created a bubble of fog around us.

Why do I try?
Why do I fail?
Why do I actually pour out my heart into blogs that nobody cares about?
Maybe somebody cares.
Just maybe they do, maybe, just maybe, that person is you.
And why to you care to read this old junk?
Why do you care that somebody wrote this?
Aren't you broken?
Because so am I!
But I'm not the one wasting my time reading about the troubles we face and doing nothing at all.

Not all the blogs in the world could express all my heartbreak.

And yet, not all the blogs in the world could tell of my joy. The joy I find in Jesus Christ.

But isn't it confusing? All the joy and the pain?
Don't you wish there was a way to make sense of it all?
Well there is, and I'd tell you, but you'd reject the truth.

So I write instead of the pain that you embrace instead of facing the truth and accepting the joy