Jellyfish

I'll be a jellyfish floating along with the current of the tides.

Breathe.
Eat.
Sleep.

Figure it out.
Who am I?
Why am I here?

I don't do much, do I?
Think about it.
All this...amazing stuff we come up with...is it really all that useful? Or important?

Why do we separate ourselves from nature?
It's where we belong.
Living right beside the animals because that's exactly what we are.

We aren't much different, you and I.
But what goes through your head every second is completely different than what goes through mine.
Yet physically, we are practically the same.
Except that you don't look at all like me.
But I like that about you.
Because we are different.
Yet alike at the same time.

What is my purpose here?
What am I supposed to be doing?
What is the reason that I exist at all?

All I seem to know is jellyfish.