Life?

Why do we live?

Why do we breathe?

What is the purpose 

that we have on this earth?

 

Is it to find true love?

Or to exceed all expectations

far beyond you could ever imagine?

I don't think we will ever know.

 

Have I fulfilled my potential?

Have I fallen flat?

I have no idea

how to bounce back.

 

Endless battles

Inside my mind.

Tons of mistakes, but none regrets,

I'm glad I left behind.

 

They say the only way to survive

In a world so cold,

is to grit your teeth;

grab the reins of your life

and push on forward

 

That's how to make it out alive.

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