I don't know what to do with myself,
Feeling useless and far too empty inside,
Emptiness which I can't fill,
Uselessness that I can't solve,
Or at least not by myself,
What's the point of trying to do anything?
I know that's not true,
There is a point, a reason, a purpose,
Something must be done,
I just don't know what to do,
Not quite yet.