When i think of my purpose
here on earth,my mind does nothing but draw blanks. so I'm left with the same question, why am i here?'' throughout my short but long life, i have yet found an answer. i like to think my answer is, to be happy, to live life to the fullest, to grow on to life's expectations, to fall in love, have children,grow old, and carry your soul back to our creator himself,when our time has come. but yet i haven't gotten the privilege to be happy, at least it doesn't last. nor have i had the chance to live my own life without criticism or judgment. as far as love, its supposed to be this great, beautiful, feeling, but alls i feel is pain the more my love grows for someone. its taken away just as fast as its given. I'm to young to speck on the children part but i know somehow someway something will go wrong with that subject! so with all that said, I'm still here left with the same question, what is my purpose in life?'' so far its been nothing but suffrage, heartache, heartbreak, disappointment, pain,tears, and loneliness. and yet, my creator leaves me here to dig myself out of each and every problem experienced,with no help, with no ease, with no comforate. i force myself out of each situation thrown at me. with battle scars, bloody tears, broken hearts, and twisted minds,i found my purpose for living
