I'm a Mess

Every day, I wake up and do the same thing, but expect a different outcome, I don't know If that makes me insane, or just a hopeful thinker And I don't know why I'm never on time, I got nowhere better to be And every time I sit and try, I realize that it's a waste of my life I think that I'm depressed, or maybe just a mess Will I ever realize, my life's what I make it, so I shouldn't waste my time Why am I still here, when so many aren't Isn't it clear, I'm a waste of space, I won't do anything with my life I think that I'm depressed, or maybe just a mess Will I ever realize, my life's what I make it, so I shouldn't waste my time