Do You Ever Feel Hopeless?
Do you ever feel hopeless? Like it’s all just too much to deal with? Like there’s nothing you can do to make it better? Like anything you try to do will turn out wrong in the end? Like you’re just a useless piece of meat with no purpose in life? Like maybe you just don’t feel that way, but maybe it actually is that way? The psychologist at school tells me that’s a sign of clinical depression, but I think that’s just the psychologist’s way of slapping a clinical diagnosis on the fact that I feel the way I do. Truth is, I look out on the stars at night and think they’re pretty, but then I feel really small. I have such big dreams, so why do I have to be so small and powerless in the face of them? I know, I’m just another piece of meat among billions, but I could really use a voice out there to tell me I’m not alone in feeling the way I do. I don’t need someone to tell me it’s going to be OK, because I’m not sure that’s true. But I do need to hear someone tell me they feel the same way, at least sometimes. That way I won’t feel like I’m going to burst from feeling so alone in this.
Date: August 9, 2007