Shattered Glass

There's a flip side to every coin, but I feel like a gaming dice.
If you put all the pieces of me together would you get a whole?
Would all the conflicting aspects of myself just cancel out, and leave you with nothing?
Thoughts dance forever just out of reach, months by the fireside of my mind.
Seeing other people's point of view is one thing... when you can see every point of view, and none seem any more correct than the others, then you have a problem.
Decisions feel like things only made by those who don't understand the question. Those who understand the question know there are no answers.
The grass is always greener, but this desert only has sand.
Can you fear love more than death?

The meaning of life? Confusion.