It's all so cliche

I have no idea how to sell off the tickets already
I have tried every single way thinkable

I try to conduct a meeting to get ideas
No... No one bothers to come
Or if they are even there
They talk in their small group

I am seriously not a thinking machine
I need help
But there's no one to turn to
Whenever i ask for help
They're busy with their lives
I know they have their own lives too
And my life is already gone
I Need this to work out fine
I need it to work
I really need it to work

It's like I feel like the whole world is against me
I can't do anything right at all
Everything I do is WRONG
My parents are reminding me of what a bad organizer I am
Constantly....
I am tired of all this mess
I just wanna leave everything
And go to a place where nothing matters
Where nothing's wrong or right
A place where nobody knows who I am
A place where there's just me...