Nothing

A poem written in a particularly depressed mood.

I don’t know what to do,
I have no idea what’s going on.
I wish I could figure out,
How to make this thing work.

I’m so lost,
And all alone.
Is there nothing,
That can be done?

I need a hand,
Someone to pull me through.
But in this world,
Who can you trust?

I’m so lost,
And all alone.
Is there nothing,
That can be done?

We’re all trapped,
In a masquerade,
With no one being,
Who they appear to be.

I’m so lost,
And all alone.
Is there nothing,
That can be done?

Trapped and all alone,
I see nothing
That can be done,
But to accept and submit.