No Purpose

What is the purpose of life?

Why am I here?

Is it to gain a new relationship?

Or gain a new birth?

People always say

Things happen for a reason

And people change their personalities

Like the changes in seasons

They come and they go

One day, I took a walk

Through the gelid summer breeze

Icicles felt my face

But I kept running through the maze

I call it the master of confusion

Making my way out, I find the solution

Before my power of wills dies, I realize

I want to drown in your lies

Let me believe you

Otherwise, I will be gone too.