Disappointment

I wish I could be anything but me
like a tree or water something, anything
where i can't hurt the one I love
because it's all I seem to do is that

I'm either a disappointment or I hurt them
and by hurting them I hurt myself with the knife
I cut myself every night
to try to forget the pain I've done

I can't fix it never be able
Too much blood is lost as I fall to the floor
with the beating of my heart beating away
I think to myself again

It's better this way
Won't be able to hurt the ones I love
not now, not later, not ever

All the have of me now is my memories
of the disappointment i was and
the though of the disappointment i would have become

I close my eye and listen to my heart beat fading away
I'm dead with no more disappointment to give