Existence

My existence is just an instance of tear.
The death is the greatest fear.
When I'll be long gone,
I am only a story of few pair of lips.

What should I and should not have,
Sometimes I wonder?
The place where you and I want to be is always over yonder.
Is it wrong or not is for you to ponder.

Uncertainty is the only verdict.
It's not for me or you to predict.
There's a reason and no reason
to rejoice your existence.