I use to wonder
What the future held
No time for fun
Work had to be done
Consistently thinking
I shall not fail
I hated my being
Always striving for perfect
Soon enough
That was the death of me
My future crumbled
Before my eyes
I slowly died
Knowing that
I had failed
My only hope
To my escape
Disappeared to be left only
With . A. Sigh
Sighing turned to crying
Life slowly left my soul
As for now I am
DEAD
