Chatterbox: Down to Earth

Poetry Club!

I'm pretty sure we already had one of these but I can't find the thread to resurrect it, so I'm making a new one. There is only one rule: be nice when you criticize (I don't even have to say that here) Anyways, here is a poem (I think it can be qualified as one!) of my own.

Do you ever look up at the sky and wonder

Why am I here?

What is my purpose on this earth?

Will I ever find my way?

The universe is so huge

and I've only seen a tiny piece of it.

There are a million drops of water in a fishtank 

Trillions upon trillions of tiny molecules floating around in the sea

More grains of sand than could ever be counted

An infinite number of stars; those detected and undiscovered.

When I look up into the endless depths of the sky

Or down into the never-ending abyss, as you might call it

I feel

Insignificant 

Trivial

Unimportant

And I know that I am

I'll live a short life compared to how long the universe will last

I will not do anything that will be remembered

But

When I look up at those stars

I hope

I dream

I wonder if

Life isn't so meaningless after all? 

PLEASE criticize! I am not too good at poetry, and would like some suggestions if you have them. Thank you!