Giving up

Looking down.
The darkness stares back.
Why can't I be happy?
Maybe it wasn't meant to happen.

What's the point of living in this world?
I will never be happy.
Not like anyone cares.
I am so good at hiding it all.

No one sees how far I fall.
Everyday it's a living hell.
I am really close to giving up.
People never listen.

I scream but no ones there.
What am I missing?
I feel like I'm not important.
My opinions don't matter.

They never did.
I just want attention.
I am tired of sharing what's mine.
I am running out of time.

I am about to say fuck it.
Oh wait, I already did.
I feel like I am running in circles.
There is no ending.

Maybe one day I will find a solution.
Until then I'll be here waiting.