Poem From Any Unclear "Thing"

I've got nothing from any breathe I took
Life becomes gray and sky becomes gloomy
I'm the man who choose nothing
Confused by light that shining bright
But still I can't compare any fucking thing
God won't help anymore
And I'm all alone

I life my live not to the fullest as they said
I can't achieve the goals I set
Aiming my self to the gap between uncertain world and blurry hope
Ghost town
I live in ghost town