Lost.

Why do we all exist? A question that remains to be answered. I have thought about my purpose. My purpose in life. My purpose in life is to be be all that I can ever be.But somewhere, something is inevitably blocking my path.I try hard to find my way through this endless maze. I try to be different.But yet, sometimes I am consumed and suffocated with this infinite amount of superficial attachments. I am lost. In this myraid of uncertainties I am meandering endlessly. Sometimes I wonder, if I do have a purpose. A purpose that would give me the light, the shine and maybe a little more. A purpose that would lead me out of this dark tunnel. I just need a little more hope. Hope, that someday I will find my true purpose instead of being blinded by the things that will never matter in the end. This continuous cycle of living life each day in the same way is getting to me. Live life differently you say. But how different can it all be you tell me.There is a limit to how much one can take and I think I am nearing that limit soon. Not now.But maybe sooner that I had initially expected.So.Save me now.Before I drown in this endless myraid of uncertainties.