WHY?

What's life without an aim

Without a cause or sense

Without a simple dream


 

Why do I stand here?

Up on my two big feet

Above the low and weary ground


 

Am I just a burden to you Mother Nature

That is taught to just live and die

Or am I - Aristotle -

Here to begin a new chapter


 

So please tell me

What's life without an aim

Without a cause or sense

Without a mere simple dream

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741