Lost
Published Dec. 4, 2020, 5:49 p.m. by KobbyJnr
What is the purpose of the life we have?
A life so casually dropped on our lap,
A fate of which we have no map,
A destiny beyond our comprehension;
Forcing us to torment our actions
With theories beyond our degrees
Just to make sense of what we were born into.
Like the air which blows from whichever way
So are our minds as we walk each day
Wondering where or when this nightmare shall end
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