Having so Many Lost Lives, I've become Exhausted

I've lived many different lives, simultaneously, without thoughts
For my flesh has a limit but my spirit endures, wherever planted
I've zero path I might follow that will allow my soul to flourish
Compartmentalized, I present my proper face, one you demand
Lost in the world I exist, so I leave my being wherever I'll walk
The memories of my many lives are not treasured, and soon, lost
Why bother to live? unknown, but I do know all life is wrought