How'd I Get Here?

A question I've repeated to myself so often, yet, no answer seems to satisfy.

“How’d I get here?” I sighed,
But no answer could I find.

“How’d I get here, Lord?” I cried,
But from Heaven came no reply.

“How’d I get here, Mom?” I pried.
“Your destiny is written in the sky.”

“How’d I get here, Dad? Was it a path you laid for me?”
“No strength of mine could take you there,” shrugging the question free.

“How’d I get here?” the question still burning deep inside.
But for once it dawned on me. Through my lips whispered the words, “I tried.”