upon death

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i am afraid that when my death comes, i am but a waste of life. that i didnt do anything extra ordinary. that i just killed time by doing unnecessary things. I dont know what God wants of me. I am at a dead end. Every where i go, i have no where to go. Its like im boxed in. its like i just go along the lives of others. that i dont have my own life. i dont even know what to ask here. i just want to know why i feel like this.