What Is My Purpose?

Always on the move

Running away

For finding my purpose

Most of the time

I just don’t know


Just Let Me Die

I’m either living or dying.

My mind won’t choose. I’m always fighting in my mind that I can’t win.

There’s always a battle and I try to fight it but … I’m so tired.

I just want to give up.

I need someone to push me to finally give up on life. So I won’t fight anymore.

Just Living

I don’t know what kept me

alive all this time.

Of all the heartbreak, agony, anger,

and the tears I’ve shed

I don’t know why I’m still alive



Maybe it’s just survival instinct

So I can live

with or without shame

While being a bystander