THE PIECES DOESN'T FIT

Trying hard till it gets to a point where you ask yourself, does it even matter anymore?
Telling oneself everytime that today, I'll try to be more of what I am last week.
Trying so hard, but the end result was never a satisfaction.
What do I get from it?
Often time asking and thinking, what's happening? So hollow inside.
Everything is going to when it first was, to the days where I do things for the sake of doing,
nothing more.
Smiling and laughing, yes. But whats behind it?
I'm tired.
I need a breather, a shoulder to lean on and a listening ear.

Where do I belong?

=(

Yours Truly,
HASYiMAH
(hashbrown)