Fade

DARK~This should be untitled

I kept trying to be happy again, looking for the good in everything. I really thought I was getting better. I was becoming a great person. I was wrong. 

I have disappointed you more than once. 

I am a failure of a person in more ways than one. 

You yell at me that I am vicious 

You yell at me and tell me I don't eat enough 

Honestly I don't know when these habits started or didn't 

I don't know if what I'm feeling has just been here all along. 

All I know is I'm breaking down. 

I can't take the comments 

The constant picking on 

I try to stand up and become better 

But really you don't stop

You really don't