The Power Of Ink

worthless

I'm dreading these thoughts

Verbal abuse, a sad youth

The more you say

The more I realize

I've never been enough

I hate the way

It ruins my day

And the power you gain

When tears fall down my face

I'm foolish to admit I believe you

Nobody has ever really, truly said

I am enough

Maybe its something

I've got to find with faith on my own

Because you downplay my achievements

And downgrade my hard work

But say you love and know me the most

I'm breaking down

And building up walls

That trap me in this evil hopelessness

Burned out mentally

Damn this discouragement

I just feel worthless

Seeking validation

While my heart keeps breaking

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