Hopeless

Why do I fight
And strain to hold on?
Would it be easier
Just to be done?

It feels like
It's me against all
And I continuously
Stumble and fall

That never bothered me
A long time ago
But now I am wondering
Am I my own foe

I used to be filled
With so much fight
And took on the world
From day until night

But now I feel
Just very hopeless
And I feel like
Everyone else knows this

There seems
Not to exist
A chance at
My real happiness

Every attempt
Seems to be ruined
It is like
I am being done in