What is the point? Was I just put here to sit through classes and understand information I will never use? I want to be useful MEANINGFUL Give me something to believe in To be passionate about That MATTERS Not just to me But the world I want to leave something for when I die So I can be remembered So my life matters more than just barely outside myself I need purpose. I need meaning. Because if I donβt Why am I even here?
ive had a lot of poems about my existential crisis idk why i keep coming back to this