The Big Questions

Tell me if you're listening, what is is that makes life worth living? When everything is worth dying for what is left worth living for? Is it love or money, pleasure or fame, or the wishes lost down the drain? Is it beauty, comfort or something without name? Is it something embellished or something plain? Tell me, if you can hear my call, what it is that drives us all to struggle and to dream of something to hold. What could make humans so bold? Is it instinct or passion or faith in a god? Is it the desire to merely keep up a facade? I don't understand such intricate things like love and poetry and why birds have wings. All I have is a desire to grow. A desire for answers, perhaps you know?