A Poem: After Seeing What I Have.

Not sure I even wanna bother, not sure I even care,
After seeing what I have, I don't want what's out there.

Misery and solace, too much pain and regret,
After seeing what I have, definitely not worth it.

A repeating pattern, everywhere I look,
After seeing what I have, I'm just reading a familiar book.

I'm sick of what I see, there's no fairytale ending,
After seeing what I have, hoping it'll be different isn't time worth spending.

Is it all a loss, any hope out there,
After seeing what I have, I simply know life isn't fair.