Thoughts of a teen

Why am I here?

Sometimes I stare into the dark sky
And think to myself
"What am I?"
"Why am I here?"
"What am I doing?"
Was I put here to suffer?
To cry or to love?
I don't know
And I may never know
But deep in the black sky
Stars appear
And each one of them
Is a journey I still have to live
And just for that
Just for that unknown future that is coming
Full of adventures and unbelievable moments
And people that I will take through life
I know it was worth being born
And life really is magic