The Book of the Dead.

If I smile today;
would that make me happy?

If I smile tomorrow;
would that add value to the day?

What could be measured; that would create worth?
or what would be worth the cost of each day's suffering?

What pleasure is worthwhile; that I am so willing to endure another day of scars?

What joys outweigh the sicknesses?
What memories outweigh the pain?
What wonders can I witness?
Is there anything that will justify my existence?