Stray Thoughts

Why?

Can I just give up?
Does anyone care anymore?
Why am I still here?
No one wants me around anymore.

Why am I still breathing?
Have I not been through enough?
Why am I being punished?
I just want someone to care.

It's not a want anymore it's a need.
I need someone in my life,
Someone to genuinely care.
But that's just a pipe dream.

No matter how much,
I've been through,
I'm still not enough.
I guess I'm to broken.

I'm to broken for society.
I'm to broken for my own family.
I'm to broken for myself.
I'm to broken for life.

I know that I need to stop,
But I guess that's the problem.
I can't stop,
Especially the thoughts.

The thoughts are loud,
To loud it seems,
But I still go through the motions.
And I hate it.