to doubt ones purpose is the only way to then affirm ones purpose
everything has a purpose; until we choose to say it doesn’t
we tend to look at those who are not wanted as less than beautiful
the bee only knows what he is supposed to do we should respect that
it could be replaced with a shiny new version but there is no need
sometimes we just know that what we’re doing is not what we’re meant to do
the flower opens for only a few short days and that is enough
if life was simple each thing would have one purpose and then be thrown out
when a purpose is unfulfilled, it’s obvious only if you look
rusting in the yard not roaming the open road purpose unfulfilled
uptown jack 