When?

I feel so smothered,
And so ready to choke...
I'm overwhelmed by sorrow
My nerves are limited,
So i may break down and cry.

Why cant it come easy?
Why am i stuck here?
Living in hell,
Living in fear.

Every last second,
Gasping for air,
My eye wont stop twitching...
What the hell am I doing here?

I have no purpose,
I have no wealth
I can't help you..
Not even myself.

Again, What am i doing here,
Why am I still alive?
When the hell am i doing to die?