be gentle with me for I am
still recovering-
the toll I took felt like a thousand pins against my skins-
the long fought battle ended painfully;
leaving  deepened scars under my shirt-
my feet aren't yet sturdy enough to stand on my own
I feel with one gust of wind I could conquer anything,
or fail at everything

I shouldn't be loved
I don't deserve it
I deserve nothing but pain and misery
She should rich and famous
She should be happy
But she has me
I am holding her back
I am a failure
Why do I fail at everything?
Every thing I touch
Every thing I do
Is a failure
And I don't know why.
But I know
I shouldn't be here.
I don't deserve it.