Nothing Nomore.

I'm not sad,
nor or am I depressed.
But I know these thoughts will bring me down,
All too soon.

But I can't help but think,
How much there's no point to live
Anymore.
Or maybe there was no point ever before.

I wish I had something to live for.
Or I could be just happy with what I have.

I have friends now,
I know I'm happier,
But I'm not feeling true joy.

Was life meant to feel this way?
or am I meant to be lonely forever?

Will anyone ever hold my hand....
And promise not to let go...?