Why?

Tired, 

too bored, de-motivated 

and blank, 

I look around for some inspiration.

For a reason,

to live,

to smile,

to cry. 

And in a search

for a soul, I forget

if ever existed,

I wonder

why. 

Why this feeling

of being lost?

Of being worthless

of being dead?

Why this feeling

of being alone

amidst a crowd?

I look around for answers

that I fail to find in myself.

I look around for hope. 

And the reply I get

is only of 

an indifference

from the many dead souls

that haunt around. 

Lost. Confused.

Not knowing their destiny

or their destination. 

Not knowing

why...