idk

just writing whats in my head

i dont know what to do anymore

everyday is the same thing

i dont know what i want

i dont know what i need

i keep getting confused

i end up looking up

and wondering what the f**k am i doing here

i try to be happy  but something just keeps holding me back

i dont know what it is

why am i so gullible?

why am i so lost?

why is it that people need other people to get through their days?

why am i writing this poem when i dont even know what i think?