Why

Do you ever wonder why we're here?
Do you have any answers, does your life seem clear?
Have we been created to serve a specific purpose?
Or is it we are waiting for some reason to surface?
Sometimes it seems life is so hard
We put up walls to serve as a guard
Questioning yourself you can only ask 'why'
Will my life be like this until I die?
Will I always have to struggle and fight?
Making ends meet with money always tight
Violence and crime bring suffering and pain
Physically and mentally the stress is a strain
How is it we're even supposed to survive?
So many are living in a state of deprive
Life in this world seems cruel today
One way or another always a debt to pay
I question my existence 'Why am I here?'
I don't have any answers life isn't clear

30/03/2017

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