I am not good enough for anyone in this
life,
these thoughts that hang on to my mind so
tight.
I try my best to correct all my wrongs, trust me I fight.
These feelings are not ones that are filled with delight.
The angry words bash through my head and fogs my sight,
sometimes I actually give in and think that they're right.
It's bad that I don't trust anyone with this, not even a slight.
But each new day brings hurt, it reaches a new height.
And to this I ask if I will ever be free, even if its just one night.
I want to overcome obstacles and soar high like a kite.
Yet everyday I wake up with a new horrible feeling of freight.
Give up and not care, trust me I just
might.
