I mean, come on world, cut me some slack! I'll try as hard as I want, give you whatever you want, Just let me have this, please.
I say this, and I mean it. I give up every part, piece, fragment of myselfย ย Just to keep failing over and over and over again.
I'm telling you guys, its seriously not fair. But fine...
I'll just slowly disintegrate into the Earth Like all dead things do. Maybe, then I'll grow into something thats actually good and beautiful and worthwhile,
Like - like a flower growing from *******! And not like a total failure and complete waste of space.
Just dumping stuff out of my drafts. I kind of love the change in tone of this poem (compared to my others)