Where do we go when we die? 

How numerous are the stars in the sky?

A life full of ambiguous questions

Without any answers or mere suggestions.

If all the world is a stage,

Why does it feel I'm trapped in a cage?

If all our fates are intertwined,

Then by what are we to be defined?

What's to be said for our free will?

It's difficult to swallow this pill.

I'm stuck in a life where I have no control.

What's the market price for a human soul?

Choking, gagging, gasping for air

Falling, flailing, terribly scared.

Why?

What's the point?

What is our my purpose?

Isn't that what we are all looking for?