I locked myself in the bathroom
Pressed up against the wall
Filled with sorrow and gloom
God, I want to end it all.
I stare into the mirror
And think of what I am
If only I could see clearer
If only I wasn’t a sham
The people, they tell me
Of all the deeds I do
How I bring this glee
It doesn’t stick, not like glue
All I see in this mirror
Is a monster, what I am
The feeling, it draws nearer
Those compliments, oh man
They don’t affect me
No, not at all
I wish I was an escapee
But I’m stuck against this wall
People only love you
That much is true
But what’s a man to do
When nobody likes you?
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 5:05 AM UTC
I locked myself in the bathroom
Pressed up against the wall
Filled with sorrow and gloom
God, I want to end it all.
I stare into the mirror
And think of what I am
If only I could see clearer
If only I wasn’t a sham
The people, they tell me
Of all the deeds I do
How I bring this glee
It doesn’t stick, not like glue
All I see in this mirror
Is a monster, what I am
The feeling, it draws nearer
Those compliments, oh man
They don’t affect me
No, not at all
I wish I was an escapee
But I’m stuck against this wall
People only love you
That much is true
But what’s a man to do
When nobody likes you?
Props to you if you can figure out the quote this poem is based on.