I am no one.

 I keep arguing with my dad about the way he works, day and night. His passion, dedication, and compassion cannot be matched by me. I feel sorry that he keeps struggling for no reason. He has earned a lot, respect, money. He has done a lot for our family and here I am who keeps fapping out and smoking for nothing. 

I don't have a purpose, I am lost. I want to wander, I want to explore. I don't want responsibilities. I don't want anything. I am a useless piece of shit. I don't have guts to say sorry to my father. I am drowned in my timeless ego. I am not the best son, not the friend anyone will want. I am no one.