Sometimes,
I really wonder why I exist in this world.

I mean,
Like,
I really thank my parents for bringing me into this world.
I met many people from all walks of life,
I experienced and see the beautiful things on Earth.

But I really wonder.
I'm nobody actually.
Played pranks in secondary school,
So what?

Got into a Poly,
Got into business school,
So what?

Thinking that I have to enslave myself to the workforce in the future makes me feel like shit.
I study,
Get a diploma so I can find a okay job.
If I ever manage to go into a University,
I get a degree,
I get a better job.
With higher pay.
So I can live a better life?

Yeah.
What's the point?
I mean,
Work brings about money.

Money that if you don't have,
You cannot survive in today's world unless you're some tribal person in the amazon forest.

To survive,
People try to earn as much money as they can.
This enables them to live a better life too.

So....
I'm supposed to study like hell now to get a better job and maintain it for the rest of my life in order to survive.
Fuckitey fuck.

Reality, reality.
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