How can life just keep going and going?
Can’t you see I’m broken hearted?
Can’t you see I’m falling apart?
Is it all about the cheap thrills?
So much time to fill…. all those weekends ahead…all the endless work hours…
I despair and life just keeps going, unrelentless, unforgiving…pointless
Living is pointless, dying is pointless, it is all pointless
There will be no rest for the weary
I try to stay motivated, I do, I try, but it’s all pointless, motivated for what? more cheap thrills? petty emotions, broken feelings, broken opinions, broken plans, double lives?
I saw myself, I saw my broken heart, my empty shell, and I cried for me, but I don’t know how to fix me, I don’t even think there is a way to fix me. There is no point in fixing me.
I wanted to truly see myself and I did, now I don’t know what to do next. I despair.