Everyday i am trapped within my own stupidity.
Everyday i contradict myself.
How can i be happy when im always sad?
Yet how can i be sad if im happy cuz im sad?
Am i happy cuz im sad?
Or am i sad cuz im happy?
Wut is it i want from life?
Do i want anything from life?
...do i want life?
You didn't write this. After doing a quick google search for the first line of the poem, I found this on a myspace blog by someone in Japan.
Don't know if they wrote it either, but its a safe bet you didn't.