Futile

Sometimes
I depress
myself

As these
thoughts
fill the
page

Why
am I
here

Wasting
everyone’s
time

Hoping
someone
will
engage

Doomed

Nothing
ever
seems
to work
out for
me

Perhaps
I’m
just
destined
to be
unhappy

To
forever
wander
around
wanting
more

Never
quite
accepting
I’m
already
done for