[ WP ] Begin with the sentence , `` I am alone , but I am happy '' .

I'm alone, but I'm happy. 
 I tell myself this lie every day hoping It will make life easier, but I take a good look around and I just see a void. It's this void that drives me crazy. I want my life to mean something, but without someone cheering me on it seems pointless. It's almost like I do n't exist. 
 I fall asleep, hoping that by some miracle when I awaken, my life will change and the nothingness would subside into something. A purpose that will carry me through my remaining years. Giving me some sort of hope and accomplishment, that I could truly be proud of. It feels as though I fall asleep regularly, hoping this would eventually happen. Maybe I still have optimism left in me, but I can only imagine it's a tiny shard that glistens when I feel the weight of the world upon my shoulders. Maybe one day I will wake up and I'll truly be content. 

