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to try and try and yet come up short, to hang my head and never look up, to not able to make anything right, it turns my brightest day to darkest night. thinking of strength, yet i find myself weak, brings a gut-wrenching pain that none can understand. failure has never been a part of my plan. who really plans to fail. i curse times i dont, especially when i know i can. i'm expected to strive for perfection, yet i'm met with regret, hatred, and rejection. failure has become my companion and i have grown to despise myself.
i sit silently in the corner, my body curled into a ball. mind and body a mess of sorrow, as tears leave their wet trails down my face. i look at me with hatred, despising the creature i've become. i look inside me and curse the emptiness, emptiness i put there myself. i have gotten what i deserve, theres none to blame but myself. sadly i watch the empty shell of myself slowly cracking, emptying out all the pain and misery that eats my soul. there on top of all the shattered pieces lay my broken, yet somehow still beating heart...
i sit silently in the corner, my body curled into a ball. mind and body a mess of sorrow, as tears leave their wet trails down my face. i look at me with hatred, despising the creature i've become. i look inside me and curse the emptiness, emptiness i put there myself. i have gotten what i deserve, theres none to blame but myself. sadly i watch the empty shell of myself slowly cracking, emptying out all the pain and misery that eats my soul. there on top of all the shattered pieces lay my broken, yet somehow still beating heart...