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I know I'm the only person who can find a meaning for my life,
But I'm running out of ideas and I'm sick of fucking being here.
It's hard to be a loving soul when the world is so focused on materialistic things
And they'd rather watch you drown if it meant they could take you for all that you're worth.
So I'm going to keep promising I'm better,
But I'm still caught up in crashing moderately expensive cars and purging my insides out in public bathrooms.
Who's to tell you the value of life,
When half your friends are eating bullets like candy and the ones that are left don't give a fuck.
The only thing that's real to me is self-starvation and intoxication.
What a sad existence this is.
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Hello, I am here to review.
This was quite an impacting poem. I think that usually misusing cuss words can be quite delicate, as some readers might be scared off and sometimes it might sound too aggressive for nothing. However, I think that in this poem they are very well used and they are very pertinent. Especially the first part of the poem made me feel the emotions you are trying to give with this poem, or perhaps not, but my point is that in an emotional point of view, this is a very good poem.
I agree with your point of view that people nowadays are mostly more focused on materialistic things than on the things that matter like keeping a good friendship alive and helping the people who need them most. What a sad existence it does sound like, indeed.
Now, speaking of the poem in itself, all emotions set aside, there are some things you could improve.
This line, however good it is, is way too long. It visually breaks with the flow of the poem, and even verbally, when reading the poem out loud, it is way too long. I would say that you could separate it into different verses to make it look nice.
Also, these two verses are a question, and even if it is a rhetorical one, you must write a question mark at the end:
Apart from that, this is a good and very heartfelt poem. keep on writing good things like this one!
Hello
And I hope I haven't taken too much liberty in reviewing and expressing myself.. 
Overall your poem is strongly worded and quite a good read. But certain things I found that I felt I ought to mention, which I assure you is sorely my opinion.
To start with, in the second line, you have written ''I'm sick of fucking being here''. Perhaps you meant ''I'm fucking sick of being here''.
Then there is the fact that you have not mentioned the reason for all the sufferings, sadness and punishment. Perhaps you meant the poem to be in an air of mystery, to which part you have done ample justice, but still it would have been better to have given at least a hint. But that's again only my opinion.
The third and last thing is the title of the poem. You have mentioned December to be the worst, but in the poem there is no relation the drastic situation being the result of the month being December.
But all this apart, your poem is nice. After all it is not so easy to describe such strong emotions in a tangible way as you have done. One gets interested to read further. So Keep writing!