FAILURE.
A word that continues to describe me as each day progresses.
I'm an idiotic failure, a complete and utter
Loser, stuck plaguing the
Universe, whether it be in school, in my sport, or at home,
Revise my life? Of course not, it's all been lived.
End, when will it end?
Forever
Alone
In this terrifying
Large
Ugly and unjust world,
Reliving each failure
Every single day.
All I do is fail, all I do is do everything
wrong, wrong, wrong!
Why am I like this?
Why do I tell myself these things?
Why do I bring myself down like this?
Why does my head always throw me under a bus, run me over, and spill my thoughts so that only the negative stay, stay like they are glued to my brain?
Nobody calls me a failure,
but I feel like one.
Nobody tells me I am a loser,
but aren't I?
Nobody informs me that I am doing everything wrong;
maybe they just don't see it?
Nobody is ever alone,
but who says?
Hypocrite.
That is what I am.
I always try to let people know that they are not alone,
yet,
I am small.
Who am I?
How can I preach things to people when
I myself cannot even follow my own words?
Failure.
That is what I am.
I am a failure.
I fail to be myself.
I fail to be who I tell people I strive to be.
I fail at being who I should be.
I fail to show myself who I can be.
I fail.
I fail
I fai
I fa
I f
I
YOU ARE READING
Body {Prose Vol. 1}✔
Poetry❝A struggle with body image is a study of physicalities and of the mind itself, for the mind plays with what the eyes perceive. The body, mind, and soul are connected, and it is up to us to determine how to respect them.❞ - Me These writings are my...