Wandering aimlessly.

Where's my life headed?

So many options.

Too many.

Just can't decide.

How am I supposed to know what to do when I don't even know what I want?

Lost dreams back to the drawing board.

Lonely.

Who could possibly have the patience I don't even have for myself?

Empty days blur into each other.

Humor and joy are fleeting.

What am I seeking?

What do I stand for?

Gotta get back up, but for what?

Need a purpose.

I don't know who I am to know who I want to be.

Maybe another day.

Tired of waiting, it's boring, but no drive or direction to move forward.

Why am I...

Why does my life seem pointless?

...Lost?

Breathe, deep breaths.

Just keep breathing.

*Sigh

Lotta talk, little action.

No follow-through.

I bore myself.

So predictable.

Wake, eat, try to temporarily escape reality, sleep.

Emotions back and forth, up and down.

Inconsistent.

Can't focus.

Scattered.

Can't quiet or settle my mind and heart.

Weighed down.

No one can be a better me than me, but....

Why am I me?