True

Since there is no direction in my life
I often look to the guidance of others.
Knowing far well that no matter what words may precariously fall from these mouths
that I am still here and still alone.
Friends are friends. Nothing more or nothing less.
It is said that friends are there for you no matter the cause.
To help you up, to make you smile.
And to some extent they are indeed.
But what I feel a lot of people fail to perceive is that they are not an answer.
Friends really are rather pointless.
They help to pass the time, learn about the news, share laughs with.
But realistically speaking we are all alone.
Live, breathe, and die alone.
No one will be there when you are in your darkest moment.
When you are surrounded but so much hopelessness that it has choked all of the air from your throat.
Leaving you to suffocate in the external world.
Leaving you to reek of despair from every orifice of your unworthy body, until
finally, you can rest for eternity.
"It's all in the way you perceive things Morgan" or " It's all in your head. Think positive and you WILL BE positive"
BULL SHIT! BULL FUCKING SHIT YOU LOUSY WORTHLESS COWARD!
why? why? whywhywhywhwhywhy?
I never asked to be born.
I never asked to be sad and pathetic.
Fight fight fight you can do it.
I feel like a terminal patient fighting for nothing.
"All you need it hope and courage Morgan. Just keep believing!"
Believing? Believing in what exactly?
A higher power? An almighty being?
In Happiness?
In Death?
I don't understand why this has to happen to anyone. I don't understand.
Call me what you want.
Attention seeking.
Pathetic.
Hopeless.
A failure.
A drop out.
A waste of space.
Doomed.
what ever it is, it's probably true.