Attempt at a didactic poem. Feels a bit sloppy, but this is mostly for practice. I used to get very caught up in the idea of destiny/purpose/fate, until I realized we are free to choose our paths in life, and that is all for the better. I see so many people struggling with deep questions, such as the meaning of life, when it's as simple as appreciating the meaning it already has, and building something from it for yourself. Thought this may be helpful. Any criticism would be greatly appreciated. I want to make poetry my purpose.