What is?

On top of the world
On top of strife
On top of pain
On top of the knife
It feels like life is never hard enough
It feels like it never gets cold enough
Sitting on broken chairs
Chasing a forever dream
Nothing is assumably the right way its suppose to be
What is her name?
Who is that girl?
What going on with you?
The questions always tend to swirl
Living for appreciation
Chasing a demonstration
Can't seem to break the tension
Constantly looking for a way to become a reason
Breaking chains
Holding the grip
Dagger of life
Shaking brawls
Burned that bridge
Gas it all up
Tendencies that occur in the night.
Steady going down the road
And no one ever seems to come in sight
Steady breaking from this mold
Yet still infixed with perplexity
Whats the point
Whats the drive
Whats the focus
What's the reason to try?