Feelings of the depressed

I feel pity for myself that I deserve a good kick in the ass
This is so not me…

I’m frustrated and irritated,
I’m tired and sick,
Inside I could feel the turmoil,
I grow weaker and weaker by the minute,
I feel alone at times,
Like no one’s there to care,
Whether to stare in a slump or in hell.

I’m burnt out it seems,
Maybe this is only one of my silly schemes,
I don’t know what to do or feel,
For my life is spinning in a fast wheel,
My lines are out of tune,
I look like an old prune,
What is happening? I don’t have a clue,
Should I be happy to be here with you….