Come in closer...stare at my eyes. See the poorest man in the world drowning in wealth. Look at me... stare at my face. I’m the freak your life told you to be afraid of. I am so many things...but none of them are any of the many things I’m supposed to be.
I am supposed to be this righteous and upright school captain...something I don’t think I ever lived up to be.
I was supposed to be an understanding brother with a cool attitude...I wasn’t...I let them down...doesn’t ask me why...I don’t know.
I’m supposed to be a lot of things...and I’m none of them....
how do I know that....that’s coz of the things that happen to me…I can see I never lived up to those expectations I had built up in the eyes of those around me..... I can’t be successful...ever...call me a defeatist...call me whatever you want...the point is...I lost...I was weak...I had the potential to win...but I guess I can never realize that potential in real terms.
I’m a lost cause....don’t sink with me....go...go live your life where I cant ruin it for you.


god...............!!!
help me...please...I’m weak....too weak to carry on....they will laugh at me...For being a weakling....but should I hide it...I guess Ii am ..........weak.......................