End of me, period

Where to begin.
I donâ??t know.
Where to finish
When to settle.
I donâ??t know.

I know I have a purpose.
You have a purpose.
Everyone has a purpose.

What is it?
Where to begin?
I donâ??t know.
When to finish?
I donâ??t know.

What do I know?
Nothing.

Mysterious is life.

You must search for yourself.
Grasp yourself.
Give yourself a hug.
Tree hugging hippy!
Hug yourself!

Going into deep thought.
Ask yourself what is right for you.
What you should do that will move your forward.

My mom always said to me,
â??[t]he world is a scary place.â??
Itâ??s people that scare me.

Corrupt we are.
The media.
The enemy.

They bend our words.
They mold your minds.
They tell you lies.
They tell you truth.

You might think The Media is normal.
Well, its not.
Itâ??s trash, trash, trash.

Iâ??m going to watch TV and read the newspaper though.
I want to see what lies which lie on the recycled pure paper.
Corrupted with the words of liars and money hungry bastards.

I want to help the world.
I want to help people.
I do, but itâ??s not enough.

I canâ??t change the world.
WE can change the world.
Together as one.
Stop the terror, stop the crying, the sorrow and mysery.

HATRED

What a virtue it is.

Let us come together brethren.
Let us sing and dance.
LSD for all.

I know where my life ends now.
Here. Now.

So letâ??s come together brethren.