I Am Depressed

When looks are gone what is left? Everyone around you will eventually leave. Everything will fall apart and crash down around you. I've seen it happen. Someone is born lucky and as their looks fade so does the world around them. People leave them, nobody really wants to be around them anymore and bit by bit piece by piece everything is taken away.

The same is going to happen to me too. It already is. I'm not getting any younger, I am fading. When my light completely dies out I won't have anything left. Everyone that used to want to talk to me or be my friend will leave. Doors will be slammed in my face. Opportunities will shrivel up and die before me. I don't like my future. I won't have anything left. I'm not intelligent, I'm not talented at much of anything, I'm not funny or remotely interesting. Without anything else to lean back on or to help me I don't see happiness down the line. I will die alone an old hag.