What is there to learn?

In these sorrowful thoughts and painful theatrics playing themselves out within me. This non stop gallop of these thoughts going through my mind as I wander through the depths of hell trying to find my innermost self. Am I who I claim to be, or am I the one I wish I wasn't, the one I currently let free? Am I worth the salt of the earth or the dirt beneath your feet, or is it just a wish that I could be wanted for the time it takes to blink an eye. This charade of oneself to be what society claims is the wave of the future of the life one should lead. How do I go about living this play, this story of what there is no end until my demise? What is the moral of my story? What is there to learn?