Despondent

Fuck me!
Fuck this!
Fuck you!
Suffer quietly is all I do
In some sort of pain everyday
Wish it all would just go away
What's the point; why am I here?
The purpose of my future isn't clear
Day by day, going through the motions like I'm fine
When really on the inside I'm dying
Walking around all somber and sullen
Feels like my life has been stolen
Only to be replaced by pain and suffering
So I'm left sitting and wondering
Why me?
Fuck you!
Fuck this!
Fuck me!