Useless life

How do you know that your life is truly useless?

When they tell you it is Friday but you still not believe in it....

For,

Where did all those days go... at least, where was Thursday--- ya--- the once upon a time Thursday when Friday thereafter followed?

Then, tonight, I walked up to those stairs to see the bar....

All energized... all the youths....

Not until when at home I arrived...

Another day of my insignificant life...

unaccountable....

I know

It shall end

Yet

At this Point

Such feeling I still know....