Do I actually have a purpose as I am told I do? Am I needed to make a difference in some other person's future? Since I don't know what my purpose is and I have yet to cease the shedding of tears, Can somebody please tell me, why am I here? My personal life is literally nonexistant To let someone know how I feel is hard, so in doing so I'm hesitant I don't feel I'm appreciated as I should be Even making an honest friend is a process in itself Can someone tell me, is there a need for me? Every day I cry and there's a sullen look on my face Is it hard to believe that my emotional being is a terrible disgrace? If I smile, will it light up the world, Or rather the room, where there is left only one memory of my girl? I'm trying to survive, but probably not hard enough Living my life is hard as it is, I wonder how people can make it if their lives are so rough If I talk to God, will He make my mission clear, Or will I wake up one morning, not being noticed by others, and find out, overnight, I vanished and disappeared?