poems

im the problem

I'm the problem
I've always been the problem
People ask what's ur problem
I finally realized
I'm my own problem
I don't do anything right
I've never done anything right
I always fuck shit up
I'm clumsy
Stupid
I am the problem
I think of how jealous I get looking at pretty girls
There so perfect
I hate them
But do I really
No
No I don't
I hate myself for not measuring up
I hate my self for being ugly
Fat
Disgusting
Undesirable
Unwanted
Unneeded
It's not their fault
It's mine
Always has been
Always will be
I tired to blame others for mine own faults
Well now I realize
I was the problem all along
It's my fault my friends pity me
The don't really like me
They only see a rat
A rat stuck in a trap
They feel guilty some how
So they trying to help it
Heal it
When they should just let it DIE!
End it's god forsaken suffering
It's my fault my mom is sad
If I was smarter
If I was better
She would have something to be proud
Instead of complain about
I feel bad for all the people in my life
All I do is tear them down
I am their problem
I am my problem
And I'm sorry.