Thoughts

Thoughts
If I hadn't been born,
If I had never existed,
If I had just gone along with it all,
If I had been ordinary,
Would they remember me?
Or is it being different that makes people remember?

What is normal?
What is extraordinary?
Where is Love?
Where is hope?
Am I left to my own thoughts to figure it out?
Are my thoughts capable of knowing?
Or is this all a dream?
Maybe it doesn't matter... at all.

If love is something that can be bargained with,
If Knowledge isn't all its cracked up to be,
If dying isn't the end,
Or even if it is,
What does it matter?
Are we worth it?
Is hardship worth it?
Is being nothing,
Really something we want?

What is normal?
What is extraordinary?
Where is love?
Where is hope?
Am I left to my own thoughts to figure it out?
Are my thoughts capable of knowing?
Or is this all a dream?
Maybe it doesn't matter.

If love is pain,
If hope is believing,
If we all are extraordinary,
And there is no such thing as normal,
If this isn't a dream,
And Life does matter,
Then I'll take the chance,
That God exists, and i choose to believe,
It doesn't matter if people remember you or not, only that God sees you, and remembers.