Poem anthology

Purpose of life

what is the purpose of life? 

is to be or not to be? 

is it the battles and wars, 

of which i carry like my school bag 

weighing down my weary shoulder. 

 Is it to ignore the silver tongues? 

Of people who lied and used me. 

To meet the expectations of beauty. 

To sacrifice who i am to survive, 

a protagonist in this scene of life. 

 Or is life rising above. 

Like a Phoenix with purpose. 

To be an agent of justice and peace, 

protecting others from theifs. 

To be the hero and savior of my mother. 

 I do not know the purpose of life. 

Of which is not a simple number, 42. 

But with time i will learn. 

And when i discover it, ill share it with you. 

To understand, conquer, and secceed.