What in hell am I doing here,
Lost in my anonymity,
Surrounded by indecision,
At times sinking in my own self pity.
Life's sweet moments, are the sweetest I've
Coupled with bouts of depression,
Interspersed among my mundane moments.
Existence is for the sake of existing,
Nothing more, nothing less.
Aspirations of importance pervades all.
Few achieve, most while failing,
Do not fail, but attain that level
Which we all must rise to.
God, if I will understand,
That having been, I will ask
Having seen, I will see no more
And having loved,
Be loved forever.