I lost you for a while
wandered off so far
but everytime I ask
the purpose of my life,
can't find the answer
to what it might.
My sunsets came and went,
but my rainbows I
retained
cuz they promised me so much
and then again I ask.
Is this all I've got?,
my money and my cat,
what else is there to have
when all of this shall pass.
But oh! my God. one day I
began to write, and my friends
said they're all right,
Only to realized,the purpose of
my life,are my poems that I surmise.