My life is a serious of unfortunate events,
one after another until my uncertain death.
It all seems so pointless, doesn't it?
Why care about anything, if nothing matters at all.

I haven't amounted to much.
All I have are small victories
alone unable
to give me a sense of false hope.
I'm a legacy left for no one to hear.
Watch me conquer all,
just to be whisked away by death.
Do you see my struggle?
Of course not.
You're too busy living it too.

But my heart cries out in desperation

It says, I want to live, don't take my life.
I want to stay here forever, don't take me away.
I want to be happy, don't cause me pain.
And finally, it screams,

The purpose of my life is living it, don't get in the way.