Purpose

I just waste away... Finding myself... A true purpose... Because my heart... Lies with others... And not myself... Yet I struggle... To fulfill... My desires... For I want my own needs... But I do not know... What those are... Aside from a vague view... So I drift... I am rouge... With no purpose... Only a glimpse... Of what I really desire... But maybe that is not true... Either... I am rouge now... I am on my own... And this is who I am... I am me... This is my life now... I have lived many lives before... And hopefully... I will live many lives to come.