I don't understand. I'll never understand. There are times I think I understand, but life slaps me in the face and whacks it all out of proportion. I think the pain in my life is not necessarily self pain, but the pain around me. I am suffering through tears of the suffering of those around me. What is this life? a joke? It can't be when there are so many beautiful things, and I hope in love. I hope that someday everything will be right again. Tears will be wiped, a song will be sung among us, and we will all be at peace. Yet what is the price for peace?