I feel a bit like a failure.
I feel a bit of a fraud.

I can't seem to keep up the most important of things,
But I can hold on to distrust for so so long.

I can't seem to please myself,
So I push that on to anyone who's willing to listen.

I don't believe that I deserve long lasting things,
So I cut them off before they find me.

Anything that's too good
Is too good for me.
And I'm
No good
For anything.

I feel a bit like a failure.
I feel a bit of a fraud.
I feel as though
I'm not enough
I'm too much
I'm nothing.
I'm everything.
I'm a mess.
I feel that I'm stunted,
Although it's only by myself
So I'll stay
By myself.

A failure.
A fraud.
I'll stay
By
myself.