Monday, April 7, 2008

Baby Blues

I have something to tell you. It goes something like this: "What's the point?"

What will we do when there is no more water?
What will we do when it gets too hot?
What will I do if tomorrow something stopped me from kissing her warm little head?

At night time I'm confined to bad air and no circulation. You can't open up a window and you can't really go outside. The days go by and everyday you're closer to living out your days. It would be nice to say you got the most out of each day. But, how often does that really happen?

What will we do if a commet hits the Earth?
What will we do if a bullet rides through the window?
What will we do if a something were to happen?

What will happen if we live our lives as though nothing bad will happen and then we're unprepared for things that do?

What will we do?

What is the point?