Why I write
Listen closely to the poems that i write
Because the stanza's speak the words
I fail to say, that i'm afraid to explain
It's not like you'll read the words anyway
But now at least i can say that i tried
Trying
I talk too much, yet not enough
I never seem to be good enough
You always tell me I'm not trying
How do you know
Can you look into my soul now
And if you could
Why can't you see the misery
Inside of me
I never seem to be good enough
For myself why do you think
I would dare try to fail someone else