I'm ugly,
Depressed,
And totally insecure,
But to all my life's problems,
There seems to be,
No cure,
And if life's worth living,
I'm often unsure,
I hide away from the monsters,
My demons within,
And I feel great sadness,
Great pain,
For every sin,
Yet I just sit there,
Cry,
Just try to get by,
And wait for relief,
The day that I die,
I sleep life away,
I dream,
And I pray,
I watch as my life,
Begins to decay,
My life becomes empty,
My memories bare,
No one can help me,
To try,
They don't dare,
I am but helpless,
A lost,
Insecure,
Mess,
And to self hatred,
I'm one to confess
