Is it an embellishment that I'm benevolent to everything that I think is irrelevant.

Am I just a perilous person whose arrogance hurts him and tears him but still will wear him.

Do I pull myself in different directions.
Do I need to avoid introspection?

Should I never have wondered why I am a human and if I am worth all the work that I put into living?

Should I never have considered if God is a fixture of everything that people want to be real but...