Why?

My name is Jense.
I'm confused.
Why am I here? What is my point of life?
No, that's not suppose to be suicidal. It's sincere.
Why am I here, really? There must be a point. I was suppose to be dead 19 years ago. Having just one breath of life, then go back.
But I didn't.
I lived.
And that would have been one dramatic entrance into life, if I'm not suppose to go out with a bang. Something that makes my mark on Earth.
So why?