Poetry - Empty Dream

All my life I've wondered, is this just an empty dream?
Are all the things I've done with life become inconsequential?
Is this a dream, this chance of life, and nothing more than shadow?
Or is there meaning hidden here, to those who seek to find?

All my life I've wondered, is this just an empty dream?
Is there some hope of victory, some chance to make a change?
And if that change is made then will it stand against the ages?
Or do changes made both here and now just fade away to dust?

All my life I've wondered, is this just an empty dream?
Is there purpose hidden deep within, or is it all a lie?
Is what we see here what exists or merely our mind's shadow?
And do things seen here just disappear when dreaming minds are gone?

All my life I've wondered, is this just an empty dream?
Are my efforts here for nothing, are they only here for me?
Or do others perceive what I see, this universal Universe?
Are all my dreams reflected in the sight of others here?

All my life I've wondered, is this just an empty dream?
Will the things I see here disappear as soon as I am gone?
Is this merely shape now given to the thoughts inside my head?
Or is this Universe outside my thoughts, a physical expanse?

All my life I've wondered, is this just an empty dream?
Is there meaning in the heavens and a life outside my own?
Or am I merely dreaming of this broad expanse before me?
Do these wonderous opportunities reside only in my head?

Please answer me my question, is this just an empty dream?
Can anyone else hear me, is my voice alone or heard?
Please answer me my question, is my life here for a purpose?
Do my efforts really help or is this just an empty dream?