I can't help people as much as I want to.
The fact of the matter is...
I'm a hopeless cause. A freak of nature,
You would hate me because I'm unconfident.
You would reject me because I'm not strong.
You would leave me because I'm all compliments
But barely have any words to comfort you at all.
No one wants a guy like that.
No one wants to know a person like that.
I'm a klutz, forgetful, spaz, and I have no ******** common sense.
I don't know when to shut up
And i can never realize my limits
I can never tell if I'm hurting or helping someone.
I'm a thief, a liar, a cheater, a pathetic nobody, and im only 17.
If I died...if I ******** killed myself.... sure, maybe some people might miss me.
But they would not have much to say about me.
I am no one special, and I belong on the dust of the earth.
I am not deserved by Anyone and I am not worth being loved.
I have cuts on my arms and scars on my cheek, and they are only reminders of foolishness.
I am a pitiful attention whore, and I am a pathetic friend.
I am not good enough for anyone, and I do not have a body that will satisfy anyone, except maybe a cannibal.
I am a lifeguard, but anyone would rather drown and die than be saved by me.
I am insecure and I blame myself for everything that goes wrong.
And i think it's time I realized I have no place on this earth...
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