The need to be understood, dam n that comes naturally. But then i wonder if animals tried to understand us humans they'd go nuts. They'd be like, oh god understanding humans is a curse
The purpose of life forever eludes me. Quietly I sit wondering about it. Stealthily it sits on my shoulder just like a butterfly when you are not chasing it. I notice it and off it goes eluding me.
No other purpose than chase and rest ๐ซ