Lost.

We are the  generation of the future. We are desperately trying to find ourselfs in order to find our purpose so that everyone else will lay off our cases. We take on the stress, pain, fears and faults of others because we feel somebody must or else the whole belief of peace will fall off the wall of existance. It's a juggling act that I feel i have become rather skilled at recently - a cycle of smiling for others instead of yourself; in the vain hope that the satisfaction of being there for others is enough to cure your own aching, lost soul.

Who is lost and who is found? How do we live contently? What does it all mean anyway? Why does it matter? Why why why why...

Sometimes there are no answers. That is because you don't need to hear the answers to know them. All you need is faith in yourself. The rest will unfold over the random course of fate's slippery slope. Love yourself. Jason Mraz posted once about loving every little thing about himself; and then loving everyone else.

You don't need to know your purpose or message, destiny or fate; you just need to trust that your feelings, pain, love, fear (whatever it may be) makes you who you are. You can never be anyone but you. Love it. Embrace it. Be proud of you. Because you are one in six billion - your light will never die.