Paper HopeWhat's the point?What's the damn point in anything I do, anymore?I've run around and around in circles trying to figure that out.Who I am, what I am, what I'm supposed to do.I thought I knew.For a while, it all seemed so clear.This is me, this is where I'm headed...Work hard, stay strong, you'll get there, in the end.I thought.I wish.I just don't know.My path's grown muddled.I've lost my way.My drive.My dreams.Blown to flimsy fantasy; as they should have been to start.I'm no one.Nothing.It's time to call it quits.But it isn't.That way. Any way.I stumbleFallBreakAnd still, I trudge on.Why?Why do I do it?I don't wan