Why Am I Here
by Tylan, 17
The thing I don’t know
Is one thing
What caused the human flow
Where did we come from
And what made me the person I’ve become
And what’s my purpose
Runs through my head
Even when I try to fall asleep in my bed
And it runs and it will just stay
Every day I ask this question in a different way
Such as who am I
Or why was I created
And more
But I didn’t think of it before
But I feel like we know our purpose when we get there
And it could be just anywhere
And this is my belief
And when I get there
I’ll feel the greatest relief
