Sensitivity

Watching the sunset
When you see the sun goes under,
I ask myself,
what is the meaning of life
Is it to please
Or just something you
just can’t get a hold of
You cant reach it and never will
You want to know it,
but why do we exist
Why do we think so much
Life can be simple
But we make it complicated
Maybe the meaning of life is just letting go of the hard stuff,
and just learn to love the small stuff
learning to appreciate it,
Then life would be more sensitive than we are used to.