Changeless

Nothing is wrong
Nothing is right
That is the constant predicament of my life
 
I make wrong choices all the time
Might as well not make any
And it would all be the same
 
I'd still wake up in the same bed and leave it unmade
I'd still eat the same meals and worry about the same things
 
The fatigue in my body wouldn't leave
And the never-ending ache in my heart would still be a familiar melody
reminding me with every dreary heartbeat
that I'm still here
Never-ending
Never-changing  
Me