What to do?

I feel so out of place sometimes
Like I don’t really fit,
As if this place I exist in
Just, can’t really, be it.

I know one day I won’t be here,
Which scares me to the soul,
But I want to make life worthwhile
Find the purpose to this role

I’m not saying I know where I’ll go
Or whether I’ll exist at all,
But if I only have this one life
I will try so hard not to fall

I join in with conversations
About politics or daily life
It’s how you manage to get by
Being accepted into other people’s lives

I don’t find something’s funny,
But I laugh nonetheless
I listen to other people’s problems
Even though I couldn’t really care less

I know it’s hard to imagine
That thoughts differ from actions,
But what goes on up here…
Is shown only by a fraction

I do not know my full potential
It is impossible to find that out
There are to many things to do
So much I want to know about

So what I will achieve in life
Will be a surprise to me
I just hope I am not forgotten
A lost memory I do not want to be.