I try…
I don’t know what I try for.
I don’t know what I’m aiming towards.
I don’t know why I try as hard as I do.
Because I don’t have a goal.
I don’t…
I don’t know. I just don’t know.
I’m kind of desperate.
For what?
I don’t know.
That always seems to be the answer.
I never know anymore.
I have all of these questions.
I’m more hopeful than I should be.
Or at least I was.
Now I just want answers.
But all that comes up…
Is a big, fat, question mark.
?