Why am I here?
I exist in a constant stream of questions
What is the meaning of my life?
Am I meant greatness and power?
Do I Belong here here simply to belong here?
So much to question
So little time to understand
Is there a purpose to anyone or anything?
I exists, but why?
Though only a child, I continuously question my existence
They I will know in time
But there is no such thing as time
Life is so short and yet death sems so far away
I do not know why I am here
I do not know what lies ahead
I suppose it is true and only time will tell
For now I exist not just to exist
For now I exist to discover why I exist
Why am I here?
To find out why I am here
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I didn't know you wrote this. It's exqusit. I know how this poem feels. I do.
Love Ya!
~Kathryn.



