WHERE'S THE REASON?

Is this a lonely bush 

I do not shed a single tear

for there is not a strength to waste.

I'm not alone

for I have myself. 

I'm not lost 

because I know where I am

And where I have to go.

But in this strange array of thoughtfulness

I have lost the answer 

to the one question that matters the most.

'Who am I?'

My story has become so great

that I have become insignificant.

I'm not miserable

I've just lost my purpose.

Where the direction leads 

I just appeared at a crisscross.

I know where to go

but I can't find the reason to go.

When mind loses its trajectory

when life becomes a meaningless 3-D.

I know the answer

but not the question.

I know the code

but the quest is lost.

I know my way

but the meaning has faded away.

And no I'm not lost 

I have my senses

But no I can't win

because I don't see the reason to fight.

No I'm not alone

I have my thoughts

with a promise of sticking around forever.

I have my memories 

that will last a lifetime.

I'm not friendless

I have my imagination.

I'm not a kid 

but no I'm not mature.

I'm not dangling in mid air

my feet are firmly on the ground

But I've lost the ability to make them move.

I'm not mindless

but my mind's stopped working.

My story's become so great

that suddenly 

I find myself insignificant...