Failure

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I can be told time and time again
About how "smart" I am
How I'll do "amazing things"
But no one knows how much of a failure I really am

I try day in and day out
To do the best I can
But my best is never good enough
Because of how much of a failure I am

I fail to see what others see
My "beauty", my "smarts", my "funniness" and the list continues
Because all I see is the ugliness, the dumbness and the failure that I am

I never fit in with just one group
I have no real friends
Because no one would like someone like me
Because who'd like a failure who won't amount to anything in their life

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