Pointless

Why does she even try? The sun comes up with a blinding force reminding the average American that the day has begun and it's time to run the rat race. She doesn't even ant to get out of bed. Not believing in the materialistic dreams of her neighbors family and friends. But being jealous and spiteful that everyone has their fucking happy faces on. It's the thought that it might actually be a content world for those who have the this appearance of success. It makes her want to scream... It's a sham! You live, you struggle, you die! There is no point to it! It's pointless! Can't you see that even the "miracles" are bullshit? She'll always be chasing that thing they call happy. She will always be disappointed. Running away isn't an option. She's tried that. Suicide isn't an option. She's tried that too. A worthless life spent searching for meaning. And never having the satisfaction of being supplied with answers. Fuck this! She rolls over, smacks the alarm clock, gets out of bed, and into the shower. Off to the races fuckers!