I am empty

I am empty
A piece of art left unfinished
Stumbling through life trying to find purpose

I am empty
No one has ever loved me
Most people laugh at me
Or ignore me

I am empty
Nothing matters in my life
There is no reason to get up
No reason to live

My greatest curse of all
Is my determination
I want to live but as I stumble through life
I'm beaten to a pulp daily

Who am I?
What's the point?
Why the fuck do I care whether I live or die?

I am empty
But I'm smart enough to know
Death will not change that