Feelings not for consumption,

Ultimately, my destruction,

From these thoughts, I must refrain,

I fight an endless battle from which I have nothing to gain,

Everyday I wake up and question my purpose,

Wishing I was gone and knowing I’m worthless,

Although nothing I do matters in the long run,

Trying to find someone who understands, anyone

So tired of this endless cycle,

My life is a waste of time, an egregious spectacle,

Everything is just so grey and bland,

I wish so bad I could be happy again and leave this wasteland,

I can’t put into words how useless I am,

I just want to wake up from this nightmarish sham,

But that's the worst part, the fact that its not fake,

My sanity is like a shard of glass, it’s about to break,

Reality is such a disappointment,

Wanting to end it all, but knowing that I shouldn’t,

I just wish things got better, but I know that they can’t,

In this world of giant let-downs, I feel like an ant