What is my purpose
I see others with
A uniqueness, a place
On earth that is gift
Blinded by nothing
Can’t see the road
A destination, a meaning
A mirage unfolds
They say it’s easy
Just have a goal
But what is a goal
When you don’t know your role.
The earth is burdened
By my weight in a state
Of Constants
due to lack of a gait.
At the age of 14
When you’re neither adult nor child
Life was depressing
And I couldn’t smile in a while
Earth didn’t allow me
To unburden my anchor
But she did allow me to
Cry Out my rancour
There have been wonderful experiences
That I may have missed
If Earth had allowed me
To go ahead with my dismiss
But I still don’t know
To where I’m supposed to row
Maybe one day
My knowledge will sow