Cause I’m a worthless piece of shit.
I don’t know why I try so hard.
It seems like I should give up and quit.
Cause I’m a useless piece of crap.
Just crumple me up and throw me away,
I belong deep in the trash, with my kind.
And who knows why I’m still here?
If I go, will people cheer?
Will they cry or will they weep?
I’ll be forgotten in a week.
Cause I’m a stuck up wannabe,
Pretending that I fit right in.
Behind insecurities, I’m blind.
Cause I’m afraid of getting help.
I’m terrified of getting better.
I’m trapped inside myself, I’m drowning.
And who knows why I’m still fighting?
I should be in the back corner, hiding.
I just need some answers,
To questions that steal my sleep.
Who knows what’s wrong with me?
Cause I’m a passing memory,
In one ear and out the next.
I belong down in the sea, drowning.
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