Why?

I don't know what I'm doing here,
Just trying to get along,
Not grinning ear to ear,
Trying not to do wrong.

I'm numb to all around me,
All I feel is pain.
So I slit my wrists you see,
Again and again and again.

I'd fight if I could see a reason,
But there's only life to live for.
So I plod season to season,
Ever nearer to death's door.

Everything is crashing down,
My life, my friendships, all are lost.
Even if my mother drowned,
All I could cry is dust.

I just don't see a point in going on,
It's not like I have any goals,
All that I once had is now gone.
I'm just like one of those dolls.

So I sit and I sit, not knowing,
Nor caring about other lives
Simply lethargically bowing
Whenever it is required.