Why Do We?

Why do we love?
Why do we touch a pan when we know it's hot?
Why do we never give up?
Why were we put on earth, if were going to die?
Why do we cry?
Why do we have to know the things that hurt?
Why do we even try?
Why do we do the things that we know are stupid?
Why do we make mistakes?
It's because we aren't perfect, we know have something to live for..
But what is it?
It's what you make of it.