Questions

How could life be so sweet but oh so bitter? How can one rest without sleep or a life of glitter? Am I afraid or just afraid to know the truth? Does the truth really involves what’s true? The tears are for happiness and the laughs seem to be for sorrow every fear I’ve faced reflect on teaching me tomorrows Was I born into this world for myself or for the sake of others? Is my family really my family? Is my mother really my mother? When does reality really hit you? Is it when you die or when you succeed? Many questions confuse me so my heart will continue to bleed!