PurposeA Poem by EThis one came to me when listening to the song "Meaning of Love" by a Depeche Mode. I wrote this based on if things needed a purpose or not.
Do I have one?
A reason to exist Is there some grand scheme I'm a part of Am I going to affect someone's life in some way? Change the world? Cure a disease? Or will I be nothing at all? Just your average nobody going about their life, wondering why they're here Perhaps I don't have one But then why would I even exist in the first place Why would anything be here then? No purpose, no reason to exist So then why am I here? Why is here here? Why does it all exist? © 2013 EAuthor's Note
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Added on July 31, 2013 Last Updated on July 31, 2013 Tags: Life, philosophy, purpose, confusion, meaning |