What is my purpose in life
Becaose I don't know it and nobody gives me an answer
Is there a point to it or do each of us go on in life till we see that we want no more
Then the only thing is my downfall
Is that what is to be expected of us
All people to see and just bear witness to the end
Of people, caring, hope, and love, the end to the world.
Why then do people stay and linger when the only thing is to go?
Because none of them care about a person so why do we pretend to care.
TELL ME!
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