terror of death

I just think about what to do, I think about the men who once wanted to be something and now are just humble salesmen, I think about myself, about my great hopes for myself and maybe ending up as just another statistic, How many people have dreamed of being a gangster and now it's done underground? Do I really need all this? People at this moment suffering for their daily bread, B Do I really need this? I can easily go down to the kitchen and eat something. I want to be someone, but I have everything and I lack nothing. Do I really need to be the biggest? To prove what? I want to die being a person, Amanda, who will never be forgotten, But do I say this with vanity or out of kindness? What path should I take? Greatness but lonely or misery but with a family, what is my destiny? Is it being like one of the greats? What is my genetics made for? I never thought I would say that I fear death, but it is not death that terrifies me, it is the thought of ceasing to live, of feeling why I am alive, and that in the end everything will be alright. My last question What am I going to do now? It is not death that terrifies us, but ceasing to live without having found a clear purpose.