I Feel Depressed

My soul is dark Blackened by my misery-self pity I feel depressed What does that mean? At 30 years of age, I have learnt so much Yet,accomplished nothing My life is stationery, maybe regressing But no forward movement Progress? Achievement? Goals? Words I so carelessly abuse But never apply I, my own worst instrument of destruction I am fearful of what I can become Turmoiled by what I know but so often lack I, so ambitious, contribute so little To my life, my dreams, my existence I, who give so much and expect even more From those who give even less I am surrounded by negative souls Bodies that hold me back from reality Boredom rules and empty promises govern I am What? Who? Where am I going? What is my plan? I am alone, so alone Lost.... Again, I feel depressed.