I look in the mirror to find myself,
But instead see a 6 ft. lump of disappointment;
I have good intentions, but horrid actions are always dealt,
All the people who like me slowly start to resent;
Why can’t I ever get it right?
Why do I trap myself even deeper in rain?
I want to do the right thing with all my might
But it seems like I’m only good at bringing pain.

What am I to do when there nothing left,
I’m even a let down to the one I admire;
Ashamed of and shunned, like an untrained pet
Feeling like my soul is about to expire;
When trust is lost it cuts you deep,
I realize the hardships of the world;
I realize it's not just you but the friends you keep,
Understanding that life is more than money, education, and that special girl;

Questioning the deeper meaning of life,
Overbearing tragedies;
Questioning even being alive,
Locked in a phycological prison that doesn’t come with keys;
Always wanting the best, yet only getting a hint,
That I am nothing, but a walking disappointment.