Annihilated

[I wrote this poem for a friend who is currently struggling with the same kind of things as me. It's from her point of view. One day she was talking to me, and her words hit me so hard that I just had to write a poem dedicated to her. P.s.: It's been just a year and I already love you. <3]

Could you tell me where are we going,

Does our destination exist ?

Or is it just made up in our head,

The path that has no end.

We are confused, demented,

And in a dire state,

But we will make it through,

That's at least what they all say.

You told me that it'll be okay,

And we will work it out,

Go on, tell me more of your lies,

Because my mind is annihilated.