Sadness

Oh, how life is a mess, All we do is fuss. Because this life is wild, crazy and sad. I have nothing To show, for my time on this earth. So busy all the time, But I never have fun, Always stuck in this house, like a prisoner in a cell. what a sad depressing life. I want to change, But don’t seem to know how. For the loneliness has become Such a bad habit. I want to scream until I can no longer breathe. Because that may seem better Than this world where I don’t even love myself. I try and try. But all I do is cry and wish I could be different. A different person, A different life, A different era. A different world. All I want is to love myself for who I am.