I know failure is a lesson
Never a failure always a lesson
I understand
But why does it feel like I want yo stab myself
With the longest knife in this household
It feels like I've disappointed everyone
Especially myself
I've tried my best in everything I could
But maybe brains weren't meant for me
Maybe I was just born as beauty without brains
I don't understand life
I want to finish
Get out of the dungeon hell
Live alone
Travel the world
But how am I going to do all that
While I'm still failure
While my lips are pressed on the top of a ciggerette
While my life is still dark as my lungs.
YOU ARE READING
The Lonely Kid's Thoughts.
PoetryHis everyday thoughts. The type of thoughts he doesn't share. He lives within my soul. He lives in her. She doesn't mind him living in her. A true love story.
