On failing:

I'm a failure,
miss every time
so f-cking screwed up
that it's worthless to try
when i shoot for the moon
i still miss the stars
now every thing good
falls straight into scars
and knowing and trying
i still don't succeed
doing whats easy
means less fall for me
do you still wonder why
tryings a waste?
you wouldn't know
with your luck and your grace
wouldn't know what to do
I'm so f-cking far gone
collapsed on the street
watching them move along
seeing and feeling
i push them away
a life worth being wasted
and dying each day
pushing and clawing
get out of my skin
you don't know i can't feel you
I'm frozen within
you see what you want,
i want what you see
chained in a cell
but seemingly free.
dreaming, flying,
gone f-cking insane
sick of confusions
and playing mind games
I just want to give up
let go of this world
at least then they'd be right
calling me "crazy girl"