I can't get out
I'm stuck in this cycle
Over and over
Again and again
I make the same mistake
Because I'm too stupid
To realize
That it's my own choices
That caused all this pain
Well done, me.
I've succeeded at ruining
Everything

You are my mirror
and my open door
You're my morning
and my rousing
but I am so poor.

I'm glad you like me
and enjoy my work
I'm lucky you help me
though I'm in the dark.

I had just some words
You made them sound good
I was just a dusty dreamer,
and you inspired me to be a writer.

don't rely
on your
beauty
or your
muscles
or your
popularity
because when
you're older
and you're walking
down the street
people won't see you
as a young
beautiful man
or woman.
they will see you
as an old man
or woman
so treasure your heart
and treasure your mind
and never
let them go.