I am tired of being told what I should do.
Go out! See more people, have fun, and whatever.

Go out, only to see strangers.
See more people, only to hear more lies.
Have fun, .... cannot think of anything that's fun.

They think I am living a miserable life, clueless, lost, don't know the meaning of life.
Why do they think what makes them happy will make me happy?

No one has ever been be fully satisfied.
When we have one thing, we always move for the other, and other, and go on and on. All that just to make ourselves happy.

Why move from one thing to the other?
I am stopping now, staying still.
Not happy, not sad, nothing.

Hm..
Perhaps, I am living a miserable life, clueless, lost and don't know the meaning of life. So what?