I find much enjoyment in just being
In breathing in the moment
Whether it be one full of pain
Full of confusion and stress
Or one full of satisfaction,
Peace, or the purest of joys
Because what I feel is not what
Actually matters at all
What matters is that I am alive
And that I feel these things is
Merely proof that I am human
And if I love, I love as deeply as
I can and when it is gone I
Treasure the fact that I was
Given that experience even if
It was the most painful thing,
Even if it was never reciprocated
And if I dedicate my time to making
Something or contribute a piece of
Myself to a project it is never for
Recognition or to leave my mark,
It is merely because I enjoy spending
My time that I am allotted doing
Something I find enjoyable and
Worthwhile and if it also brings
Others joy or meaning is it not all the
More reasonable to continue as I am?