Waking up, knowing that the day has nothing to offer but Feelings of sorrow, anger, and loneliness, brought on by Unshakable boredom Stuck in this house with a crippled woman who Reminds me of my hatred for this life Friends miles away, busy with responsibilities Games don't detach me from reality like they used to Books remind me too much of school Movies contain too many triggers for me Art is losing its beauty Sleeping pills are now on my list of basic needs My dreams are far more entertaining Existing feels like a waste of time...