Am I with purpose or am I with none?
Will I die in my sleep or in an accident?
Will I live to 100 or lose myself midway?
Will I still be as depressed as I am today?
Will I lie to myself and continue living anyways?
If lying is all it takes to make me believe in better days,
Will I still be thinking like this or will my mind eventually change?
If I meet more people, will they all be different or similar or the same?
Will they make me feel small and worthless or simply non existent?
Would some of them even care about my tiny, little achievements?
Will they just make me feel like I'm not good with anything at all,
Or will they help me get better, lend a hand to one who'd easily fall?
Will I meet people or a person who can tell me I am worth it?
Or will I be cursed with the bad ones who make me feel stupid?
Will I live to a Golden age where I get to see my grandchildren?
Or will I give up in the middle of the story after throwing away my pen,
I'm told, "Your Life is a company where you're the Boss of it,"
Will I give in to manipulators and then give away my seat?
No I cannot let anyone get to my head,
I simply cannot live with this kind of mindset,
Am I with purpose or am I with none?
Just who decides it better than me alone.

(𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 8𝒕𝒉 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍)

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