What Is The Point Poem by Annmarie Mccormick

I wonder what I am doing here, it's just a waste of time
Pretending I am happy, Pretending all is fine
When luck it never comes my way, Everyday I struggle and fight
Even that is not the worst part, no that part comes at night
When I lock the door and no one is there
Where I am lonely as can be
I wonder what I am doing wrong, Why is no one loving me
I feel like I'm being tested, Will I break or push on through
Every hurdle I have over come it
Could you, Could you, Could you