Purpose

What is purpose?
Quite the vocabulary, if you ask me.
A word with a diluted meaning�"
So diluted, even a sip
Can’t be recognized
By the broken, and the rest.

A word used to hurt others,
To show their worthlessness,
Their failure. But�"
If we find purpose, does it mean
This is all just a fantasy?
A fake reality?

Is it just another façade?
Are our eyes still shut,
Sealed tight,
Denying us the truth?

The truth that purpose is just a lie�"
A tool to force the lazy to work,
To push others to stay strong,
So we have something, anything,
To hold on to
In this pathetic life.

A life where everything dies,
And your opinion is like a seashell at the shore�"
Beautiful,
But insignificant
To others.