Purpose

Emerging from the womb

I feel empty

Overwhelmed with fear; questioning; contemplating my existence

Yet my mind cannot keep up with the world at hand

So I degenerate

I become a bumbling mass of nothingness

Nothing to do

Nothing to say

Nothing to ponder

Pointless

Through the acquisition of years my old self resurfaces

Breaks through the water of ignorance

The pond of bliss that kept me in comfort

Now seeks to drown me with realization

Of the true nature of our human nature

Of nature itself

I begin my journey as I began before

Armed with self-realization

Purpose, knowledge, truth

But fighting the clutches of society poses a threat

Seeking to transform me into a mindless fool

To degenerate me once again to childhood