I've hit a wall.. a huge wall.. a wall known as..The unknown. I can't seem to know what it is and I fear it might be my best or my worst choice. I keep hesitating and keep on contemplating. That unknown wall everyone keep on stupidly stumble upon everytime. Expectations, future, responsibilities; all unknown and unseen yet haunting. What must one do to choose? What must one pray to acquire. Are choices correct? Are decisions true? What motivates you? What keeps you alive? Are humans actually dead fishes? Continuously flowing, a goal without a choice. What is fate? Why does it bound us? What is destiny? Is it worth sacrificing one's happiness? What are questions to begin with? Why must they exist? Are we ever so doubtful? Why can't we just walk true? Walk pass the wall I walk away but still can't seem to ignore it. I swam across but always found myself on the same side of the river. When can the wall break down so I may cross it. Why is change so slow? Why is change so hard? Why am