I feel effed up,
Messed up,
Not good enough,
Worthless not worth it,
So why would you even want it,
My mind goes on a tangent,
To a scenario that never even happened,
It imagined worse things than what actually happened,
I fuck myself over and over,
And never ever learn,
My story's not pretty,
But it's sure better than most,
Yet I'm over here making myself feel even worse,
It's not fair,
Not fair for those who've been to hell and back,
They survived so much pain without any complaints,
While I'm over here being a whining little bitch,
And because of what?
Just cuz he grabbed my tits,
That shouldn't be a reason for me to be a whining little bitch,
I've got no legit reason to cry or scream,
There's children dying, being abused,
Rapes, murders, shootings, and things even worse,
Their problems are actually legit,
Mine are just little specks of dust,
I'm effed up,
Messed up,
Not good enough,
Worthless not worth it,
So you should just leave me.
