Why Am I Here?

Why am I here? This is a question I find myself asking today. Things have been a shit storm the last few weeks. Everyday I find myself feeling more and more unimportant and useless. Just when I think I have a day that might seem good it gets shot to hell. So I ask myself why am I here? Honestly, can someone tell me? Despite a few good things, everything just seems to go wrong around me and it's making me doubt.

I want to run away. I want to start over. This can't be the only way to live my life. I know I messed up a lot along the way, but this can't be all I get. Is living even worth it at this point?  That's the question.

The thoughts are sneaking in again. Getting hurt, dying. It feels inevitable that my life will end unfulfilled. I still don't see a bright future. Maybe this really is it. Maybe this is what I get. I'm just wasted potential. A girl who made the wrong choices in life and has to live with these dreary consequences. Left to ask myself if this is the way it's gonna be then why am I here? Why bother? I guess we'll have to see.