I can't seem to remember who I am,
So I'm a little disheartened,
Because the unfortunate truth is that
I am still waiting for the one thing I accepted and knew years ago
that I would never ever receive,
So I'm just stuck here,
With no other chance to get out,
Because I don't deserve it,
And because I disappoint everyone,
Including myself,
So I can only ponder in the leftover time I have no use for,
And it hurts,
I hate to admit it,
But It really hurts,
And I don't think I'll be strong enough to fulfill my promises,
And that will only further prove,
That I really am the disappointment,
I always thought I was.