Meaning of life

Can I really explain how i’m feeling? Can I explain the pain I feel? Maybe sometimes I punish myself for mistakes that are normal for a human. Human? Is that what I am, is that what you call someone like me? I would prefer to consider myself a being in the universe. Sometimes I lay here thinking about nebulas and imagine I’m flying through them, flying through the universe to where I belong. Because I know this Earth isnt where I’m supposed to be, nor is it where I intend to end. I come to believe that after all humans are just toys to one another. But maybe, just maybe there are a few decent beings that belong in the stars, in Heaven. Thats where I think I belong anyways. I wasnt ment to stay on this planet. But I know that at the end of each day, the few friends I do have are the ones that will last a lifetime. Some already have. Maybe thats what the meaning of life is, the meaning of my life. To get to where I belong, to find that even though sometimes I feel out of place here, to know that I belong somewhere. Even if this is my home, I know it will never be my destiny. That made no sense lol. Anyways that was just my rambling on about nothing. Soemthing that came to mind. Laters.