degrees of despair

Today I felt better. Then I felt worse.

Like nothing changed – because nothing did – thought I felt happier going to work today. A bit.

Why is my life like this. Why do I have to live like this, living in the bus and in the train, on the road and on the move, always walking, always waiting for the next ride.

Being poor now makes it all worse. Suddenly I don’t know what I’m giving to, if just to let myself suffer for someone else while they spend on themselves. Why cant I just be selfish and let my life be a bit more comfortable.

But of course, at the end of the day I know deep down inside that there are people I want to love and protect, despite myself.

I'm just feeling a little depressed now.

"Take Care of Yourself"

Sadness?
Empty.

I feel like I’m missing something.

What have I lost?
Freedom?
Faith?

Bound to the chains of my life, and I feel hopeless.