To What Purpose am i Living for?

More often than not,

I always think about

What reason am i still living?

I tried everything,

Be good

Negative

Follow

Lead

And more often than not

It left me unsatisfied and uncontent

I tried

Helping

Loving

Hurting

Learning

And it just lead me into thinking more

I've been bruised, stamped, bullied, trampled

Still there is nothing i could feel

So more often than not

I ponder on wonders

And it just left me

Sleep Deprived