why i feel so lost all the time

even though there are so many places where i belong

why there is not a specific purpose of being

although there are so many means to be just alive

why people don't help each other 

when they know they themselves need help all the time

why is there so much money all around

when food is all we can ingest 

why is there so much of whyss in my life..  

.....

but anyways it feels good to be lost 

i can't fathom where  would i be

i can't imagine how would be i be

Iffff I were A DEFINED CREATURE

i love myself to be a RANDOM undefined BEING

(well i think i just defined myself... )