Tragedy?

What’s going on? I don’t know.

“How are you?” I hear it from everyone, everyday. What is my response? Depends if my mind is currently occupied with horrible things.

Fine. I don’t know. Tired. Whatever. Ask later. There’s a variety of answers.

Sleep. That’s all I ever want to do these days. What’s the point in doing anything else? Do I do anything else? Not really.

Read.. that’s usually how I spend my summers, not so much anymore. Too lazy I guess. Too lazy to even turn the pages.

What’s going on? What’s with the apathy and lethargy? I just don’t care and I have no desire to do anything. It’s taking all my effort to sit here and finish this post. I honestly am just not in the mood and it’s only out of sheer boredom that I’m doing this.

Update? I wonder when it’s all going to come crashing down. It’s starting to crumble, slowly getting worse and worse. Never getting better. Where is the light? Where’s the better day?

When will this tragedy be over? Will I lose before it ends?