Why Am I?

I am river that flows to nowhere.

I flow with no purpose.

I flow because life forces me to.

When everyone is flowing,

What choice have I but to flow?

I do not know where I’m from,

Where I am and where I’m going,

Yet still, I flow.

I watch the crowd flow flawlessly with purpose

And I wonder — why are landslides forever in my way?

I can feel myself fade,

As I try to be the Nile River.