I don't care about anything anymore

I really don't. What's the point? It's just day after day and week after week and month after month and year after year. All in a long line marching onward like fucking ants and it never goes anywhere. I just spin my wheels and keep going, hanging on 'til the end of each day when I can go to sleep and forget about my fucking stupid wasted life. I'm no fucking good for anything, all I do is take up space and bother people. My only comfort is in hoping it won't last too long before I can just go to sleep for good. At least then it'll all be over.