Meaning Of Life

Sitting there

doing nothing

wasting time

how fool am I

I've nothing to do

my body

frozen

staying cool

I don't know

what am I doing

I thought

I am waiting

for someone

I hate

waiting so much

but still

I need to wait

how weird I am

I am foolish

and strange

who am I

it maybe funny

but I just

… …

don't know

I have no idea

why am I here

or born to this world

so I ask

everyone laugh

as they hear my question

I think it's weird

there's nothing

to laugh at

I ask anything

I see

I know

people

animals

things

but everything

either annoy me

or turn away

why was I born?

I am finding

the meaning of life

I can't find it

everyone

I know

I do

seems foolish

I've met

so many people

and creatures

but still

none of them

can answer me

I can't sleep

I can't eat

just trying

to find the answer

by time past

I refuse to ask

anyone

except myself

I know I can't find the answer

anyway

hopeless

stays

Why

I ask myself

why am I here

and why

was I born?

Author's Note

...Thanks if you write a review...

Do you think it's kind of weird? Like asking myself a q. again and again?

Reviews

[BELLA]

nice job keep on writting

[Coyote Poetry]

The great question. Why was I born? Has been the big question for many years and no-one really knows. I learn my life was important with the birth of my children. Each of us are different. You must find something to wake-up your souls and spirit. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Miss Coral]

I don't think it's weird at all.. in writing, repetition can be used very well, and be very effective.
This was a good piece.. there were some grammar mistakes though, and with english being your second language, it's to be expected. (I live in a foreign country, where english is everyone's second language.. your is fantastic!)

*foolish instead of fool
*was I born instead of am I born.
And there were some phrases that needed to be reworded for some stupid rule. :)

Nice job, again! c:
-Coral-