Why?

What is the use of living when all is over and done?
Was each day a lesson learned or should I just have fun?
Is life just some big mistake not even worth the thought?
In my own opinion, No, definitely not.
Is it to see the world before it by man is marred?
Does fate decide what we can do and from what we're barred?
Is it a time for answering questions hard and strange?
Is it meant as a cruel joke to dement and derange?
Is it time for us to sink below the worth of a worm?
On the face of this creation are we but a germ?
Should we fly ever higher higher than the dove?
I think I know the answer. We are here so we can love.

(Written 10/18/91) ( I was 13)