How much can a man sacrifice until he's reaches happiness.

His material possessions, his breath, his life, everything?

How does one knows when to give up and when to begin?

Was life always this complex, so complex that one wants to drown in his own frustration.

When will life fully open up and reveals it's secrets, Will mankind ever know or is it too late?

How come it takes one bird to find materials, but two to build a nest.

Sometimes we can use a extra hand to get through our trials and tribulations.

When will we fully open our eyes and seek the truth.

It seems like we get blinded from our options when we face the inevitable.

Are we even ready for what the future holds for us, can we handle the truth.

Now isn't the time for hesition but for a solution.

A child is only able to dream dreams but a adult can live dreams.

All we need is that push, that dedication, the will to live to see another day.