The Purpose Poem by Jackson Wings

Today I ask you something great something that seems to get to me. Look I'm the mirror and ask yourself who am I and what is my purpose in life, well if you would ask me awhile ago I would say I don't know. Then it would be nothing I thought I had no happy ending no purpose, but my mind changed its self... My meaning my purpose is just one small thing. Actually it's pretty much everyone else's purpose too. My purpose in life is to die. I was born to die and I'll die to be reborn. So my purpose may change and I shall be pulled out of this everlasting darkness that I live in. Usually I have a happy ending to my stories but not this one if you want a happy ending you have to make it yourself and change fate to become who you want to be.