I have a question.
Why do you bother to take your next breath.
I mean look at you, you have nothing. No future for you or your genetic line, everything you have, or ever will have is going to have to be handed to you by the state.
All you can manage is mocking people that are working to make something of themselves and leave some sort legacy. But not you though, you've got nothing and never will.
So why, exactly, do you insist on breathing. Is your goal in life to be a pox on society, to punish the human race for some yet unperceived wrong. Do you get up in the morning looking forward to your daily trip to the library so that you can have some connection with the outside world.
Is that what motivates you, is there anything else in your life, anything, that captures your imagination beyond pissing on people that are making their own way through life without having to rely on others in order to make poop.
You are a ghost...or rather, you are a poltergeist, that for whatever reason insists on not going into the light and likes to throw things at the living.
I think you are dead but you just haven't managed to figure it out yet.