As these tears flow down my cheeks, I seem to apprehend that life is merely a phenomenon. I am encumbered by the speculation of my existence- if I was truly worth gratified thus such a valued gift. I would like to utter that at times, we all take it for granted, while others strive to only salivate the form we abide life. As I crumble inside, I grasp the quota that I am just an amateur to this world itself. That in spite of of how much I strive to ameliorate this process, and become an altruistic ego for the rest. Yet, how far can I possibly get? Many before me, have sacrificed their lives to provide a comfort zone, and yet today I live in my darkest corner, fearing what there is to stumble on.
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