The emo teenager Emerges Again

I am why I am. It is a constant struggle to remind myself of what is it that truly defines my being. Countless hours persuing what I love and when I return to earth it is not what everyone talks about. To try hard for others is what some may consider strength. But strength requires energy, and energy comes from drive, and drive from purpose. I have lost that purpose. A flicker of it appears once in a while in the shower or just before sleep, but there is no constant purpose in my life. Humans with no purpose cannot survive in this man made world. They shrivel and die and return to the earth. I fear to end this way and must hence forth find meaning again in my life's struggles. I seek a higher purpose, a will to live. I seek just happiness in this black hole. May I find it soon before my fire is completely gone. Dayum this post is depressing~