It is what it is…

Another new day, to some there is so much hope, so much promise. I envy those who have so much feeling. To me, there is nothing, it is all just empty and numb. Do these people not realize that life is just a rat race? Nothing more and nothing less, pretty cut and dry. People say it’s the little things in life that make it worth living. What happens when you see past that though? When the little things no longer offer a shred of happiness? Sometimes I fool myself into thinking that I deserve these feelings of hope, and happiness. However, it’s nothing more than a cruel joke. When there is no light at the end of the tunnel, we just wander in the darkness…