People need people even though we die and are eventually forgotten. But for the lives of our family members and the people whom we call our friends, it matters because we all depend on each other. I think that if we didn't have people to fall back on when we trip and fall or make big or small mistakes then we would feel completely isolated and withdrawn. I don't know really how to explain it because I have so many things running through my mind but no matter how much I hate people sometimes (scratch that, most of the time) I've come to the realization that we all need each other even if it won't matter in the long run. When we die we will have touched the lives of so many people, whether they are acquaintances, family, or good friends and even though we are no longer alive, we will still live on in their memories and hearts. I know when everyone you know dies then you die too, but, maybe, not really. Maybe, you children's children will investigate your life and you will be remembered as an influential teacher, the most understanding parent or a very intelligent politician, either way your life meant something to you and everyone you've met. Bottom line, what i think, is people really suck most of the time, but we need each other to survive in this world.

"Weeping willow with your tears running down, why do you always weep and frown? Is it because he left you one day? is it because he could not stay? On your branches he would swing, do you long for the happiness that day would bring? He found shelter in your shade. You thought his laughter would never fade. Weeping willow, stop your tears. There is something to calm you fears. You think death has ripped you forever apart. But I know he'll always be in your heart."