End of me...

Sometimes I feel smaller than an ant...
When life is full of only sad moments & bad comments...
I feel that my life is just like a fake ornament...
Is this a clue that Maker sent?
That my dream is about to end...
Then I want to be alone & question myself...
What are my achievements or is it an empty shelf???
Being hit again & again to reach the aim, is it golf???
I'm tired of showing fake happiness & laugh...
Is this time ever going to end,
Because handling this sad feeling is really tough..
It seems like everything is deserted now...
I'm trying to find the answer of the big How???
I wish I could make my life easier somehow...