I've lost my identity, even for just a moment
we all do at times, but that's not the issue
I feel guilt, but that's not the issue either
Having nothing to do is the cause of the problem
nothing that leads to my self fulfillment
focusing on the little things of life only works for a season
I just wish it was that easy,
to be wanted, needed instead of handed around
dead weight, dead beat
when will I toil for the sake of humanity?
"To me it seems that to give happiness is a far nobler goal that to attain it: and that what we exist for is much more a matter of relations to others than a matter of individual progress: much more a matter of helping others to heaven than of getting there ourselves."