I Might Not Have The Answers

I just don't know anymore;
I feel so strongly about everything,
But what if everything I believe is wrong?
I can feel myself disappearing,
But the thing that worries me
Is I might not have the answers before I'm gone.
I'm trying to heal the world;
I'm trying to bring some light,
But I feel so hurt and broken,
And trapped in endless night.
Is there any point?
Who is going to care?
Would the world have been more beautiful
If I was never there?
I just don't know anymore;
I feel so strongly about everything,
But what if everything I believe is wrong?
I can feel myself disappearing,
But the thing that worries me
Is I might not have the answers before I'm gone.