Escape

Keep drinking your problems away until you cant even remember just one; Going off into your fantasy where anything is possible; Smoking your nerves numb so the pain can't be felt for a while. This is my escape from the real world. I'm sick of breathing in this air and dealing with all these people. Take notice that I say dealing with rather than enjoying. I can't even say I have a life anymore, Its revolved around school and then that leaves just enough time for daily chores and the irritating reminder of why I hate existing. I'm not saying I've got it extremely bad, although i have had a series of unfortunate events; We all have our downs, but ups or downs.. my opinion on life remains the same. Pointless. I'm stuck on the "We live, We die" point of view. I pretty much think life screws us all over numerous amounts of times and once your dead, well... thats it. I'm starting to find that a spirtitual after life would be just to hopeful of a thought. But remaining here, I struggle to deal with what im given with the crave of an escape always in my mind.