Do you even know your purpose? Can you simply explain your existence? Elucidate. If we were to put aside social and religious standings, where would that put us? 

Being physically exhausted is one thing, but mentally, it’s the worst. It’s what brings you to be physically exhausted. To say I’m tired would feel like an insult to myself. 

Is it so wrong not wanting to get involved? Being a part of something that more or less won’t benefit you feels like a waste of time. 

Endless ranting will always get the best of me. I could go on for hours, days at a time. Ridding these thoughts as if it was an infestation on one's mind.

Do I not get it, or are you making it seem that way? In a way that it’s incoherently understandable.