My life, never thought it would be like this filled with sorrow, hate, anger, frustration, no confidence or belief. I'm approaching an age where I should have a job, car, wife, kids and a flat to go with it instead I'm jobless living at my mother's house my whole insistence as a man is not there I don't feel like a man anymore I should be looking after my mother providing for my family that's what real men do right? What is the point of life like the song goes "why am I fighting to live, when I'm just living to die"