"When I look outside the window"

When I look outside the window I see the world in a rush.
Destinations awaits for my appearance. I have no where to depart too.
I'm lost much like the cancerous smoke that hoovers above me inside this four cornered room.
Where am I going?
What am I doing with my life?
Why the fuck am I here?
I'm still searching for the meaning of my despairing existence.
I look outside the window,
And I see young men and women suffering under freeway bridges.
Lost souls out in the shivering cold winter night,
I wonder If that will be my destination in the future.
I'm gambling with my existence, while the others are living happily.
I look outside the window and it hits me,
There's not soul out there to hear me out.
No where to release my sorrow and depression.
My anger is bound to take me to county.
Afraid of only myself.
Many personalities in hiding.
This is where I'm at,
Stuck in a trap.
Doing life, paying up on a tab..
My reflection stares back,
It disappears along with my shadow.
This is what comes to mind; I shadow myself from the globe.
When I look outside the window, I realize time will never be in my favor.