I am tiny and timorous;
The Universe is huge,
I want to explore,
But I also desire refuge.
How significant am I?
How does it matter if I live or die?
It's a pity, I am so uninformed;
All I know is that time passes by.
It is unfathomably difficult
To know one's purpose..
My existence is obscure,
Letting my worries superpose!
The world is incessant, I am in a crowd
I can't move, no matter how much I try
I do have wings:
But how do I fly?
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PoetryHello there, This is a poem based on the complexities of life, portraying the will to know and understand one's purpose. Written from the perspective of a teenager, it displays the perplexed state of mind of a young adult. Happy reading!
