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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