Right, Where Did We End It?

So there's this little spot in my heart that feels all weird.
I wonder if i'm making that feeling up. I mean, It's
at my heart, how can an emotion affect my heart?
Questions in need of answers that leads to more questions.
Questions never ends, but answers are.
500 Questions to one answer, kinda unfair to me.

Why do you think? The brain
Why do you feel? The brain
Why do you remember? The brain
Why do you forget? The brain
Meh, Questions questions. A curse that hangs around man kind
since the beginning of time. We try to lift up the curse with answers
that need work and the curse comes lie on us again.
Ahh how wonderful the world is as the questions keep coming and
the answers keeps stopping.
Like the moon who keeps meeting the sun after hiding behind earth.
....Ok that maybe didnt make sense... but whatever.

My will might be dying, though you can't see it out on my body,
rest assure my soul is hurting and healing fast like friggin wolverine.
When the world keeps fucking you up,
you bring it down with strength of not the body, but the heart.
If life wasn't hard, it wasn't worth it.

Goodbye citizens of the world.
You have been a wonderful crowd, a beautiful crowd.
Goodnight