Random Thoughts After Reading David Benatar

I have too many questions
But nothing is pretty clear
Too many contradictions hovering inside my head
We are living in this world
Just having no idea about

Why we were brought here? We don't know
What are we doing here? We don't know

We have no explanations to be living here on Earth
We have been here for centuries in a cycle with no end
And spite the pain and misery we continue giving birth

Why are we doing this? We don't know
Why we keep doing this? We don't know

I have too many questions and I try to understand
The purpose of existence but simply I just can't
We go through so much trouble living
Even knowing that death's ahead

What are our drives to live? We don't know
Do we want to live? We don't know

I have too many questions
I have so many questions