Here's the thing though.
It doesn't matter how you are, what you want to do and what you are able to do.
What matters is how it affects
How it affects the things you have done for others
How it affects the way you have been with others
How it causes discomfort in one life or another
How it causes disarray in the perfect routine.
The way you see it, pick it up and get on with it is the way to go
The way you say, I shouldn't cause anymore discomfort than my presence has already caused

I see your end though. I see what you ask, what you suggest and what you say
What do you want to know? What have you already learnt?
You think this is ridiculous? I feel like I'm burning inside.
You think its too much? You say try to move on?
I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs when I have to smile and talk
I feeling like hurting when I have to listen to someone

I hate it. Do you realise the pointlessness of it all?
I do. There is no vigour. There is no motivation
There is a long long blank, I wish to fill no more