Why Are Millions Spent On The War

Sometimes I Think God Is Trying To Test Me, Both Now And In The Future. I'll Have To Become A Good Person On My Own, Without Anyone To Serve As A Model Or Advise Me, But It'll Make Me Stronger In The End.

But Feelings Can't Be Ignored, No Matter How Unjust Or Ungrateful They Seem.

And You Can Always, Always, Give Kindness

They Mustn't Know My Despair, I Can't Let Them See The Wounds Which They Have Caused, I Couldn't Bear Their Sympathy And Their Kind-hearted Jokes, It Would Only Make Me Want To Scream All The More. If I Talk, Everyone Thinks I'm Showing Off; When I'm Silent They Think I'm Ridiculous; Rude If I Answer, Sly If I Get A Good Idea, Lazy If I'm Tired, Selfish If I Eat A Mouthful More Than I Should, Stupid, Cowardly, Crafty, Etc. Etc.

We’re All Alive, But We Don’t Know Why Or What For; We’re All Searching For Happiness; We’re All Leading Lives Which Are Different And Yet The Same.