Have you ever felt lost?

Like you were in a slump, and didn't know where to go? Heck, like you were stuck in an overload.

Of thoughts, and confusion spinning in your brain. Feeling like you were going insane.

But then empty and hopeless, with no explanation. Tired and blank with no information.

Diagnosed with something no else has experienced, and no one ever will. Like you’re barely living and your emotions are about to spill.

I'm not ill, I'm still breathing. But is there a point to living?

I've asked this question so many times, and never got an answer. But that's when I remembered.

That it's you, who controls your life and makes it this. So if you hate it, then go on and change it.