From the Depths of Depravity

You've done some right things but everything around you still seems wrong. You tried what you can but haven't changed anything at all. Like a feather in the storm, you drift away - drift away so far that you can't come home. You let yourself go because there's no more ground for you to hold on to. The days go by and nothing is new; everything is now grayed out. What's there to look forward to? What are you outside the functions you perform? Who looks out after you? You've given away too much again and spared nothing for yourself.