*It's really bad, I'm sorry* What are we living for? Some say its for the flare of Success Some say its for the mirage of Happiness Some say its for the pain of Love Even if we live with burdens of confusion on shoulders and in our mouths, We should still have a purpose, At least, that's what others say I don't know what that purpose is And I don't think I ever will, I am endlessly adrift.
