seeking a purpose

Purpose is fated,
People make it over-rated,
Which makes me agitated,
Because there is none I created.

For a long time I searched,
Looking through all things arched,
Sometimes I would unsearch,
Sometimes I researched.

The cycle became endless,
I felt purpose less,
I now had insecurities,
And I gave in to casualties.

Luckily I got reminded,
That purpose cannot be created,
It can only revealed,
To those who believed.