| All right... So I got angry listening to people preach to me. Mormons kept hounding me. My mother's pastor was hounding me. Shoving 'my place' in the world down my throat. And while I'm smiling and nodding, many curses flowed through my head along with a constant "So?" It got to be as repetitive and annoying as Steve Austin's "What?!" routine. I have to decide my place? I have to worry about what'll happen after I die. I have to listen to 'His' words. Follow 'His' plans or go to hell. And as immature as it sounded to the pastor and the mormons. My only reply to them was "So what?" |
| So what if there's no meaning of life? No meaning to fence us all in. So what if we have to think for ourselves? Have to make our own decisions. So what if there's no such thing as destiny? We'll have to make our own future. So what if there's no heaven? No final end to this road. So what if there's no hell? No punishment for mistakes. We'll just have to keep going. If there's no purpose to this all. So what! |
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