Reality

I'm waking up to reality every morning now. Reality says I'm simply a lazy bum that doesn't know the left and right of life. It says that I can go walking around in cycles but I'll never find that correct path to take. It doesn't matter the amount of time I spent thinking, finding. I'm getting nowhere coz there is no "where". Why is it that I can't just join in the rat race and become a normal, healthy part of the society? Why do I have to try to find that "where" when there is nothing for me in sight? It is tough. Maybe my "where" is the happiness that I've been trying to hold on to.