We were created for what? Yoru two years old-nothing matters.  Your biggest concern is how much cookies you can shove down your throat.
Then more years pass.  Suddenly your ten-your in the double digits.  Your the king of the world, well so you think.  A few more years go by your first kiss comes.  Finally you think after all those years I had my first kiss.  Soon you discover your first break up.  Then you discover why its called that-because your heart breaks into a bunch of little pieces.  Then your sixteen years old.  A few months go by and your license is in your hand.  All the world feels weightless as they hand it to you.  Your hand is in a mad hurry trying to txt as many people as possible.  Everyone is your friend and you want to burst with excitment.  Then a few more years go by and you get your first rejection letter from college.  The agony of openig the thin letter.  The pounding of your heart and shaking of your hand make it hard to open but then as you read it make you want to cry.  A few more years go by and you've graduated college.  The world has just opened up.  A few more years go by- no more broken hearts and tears you've found your soul mate.  A few more years go by, you've had babies.  Your living the "american dream" everyone talks about.  Then suddenly your 80 years old and thinking we were created for what?