I hate myself For holding in my biggest fears Not good enough I can't keep up despite design The truth is near Try to accept Try to deceive And facts seem clear It's just somehow I can't wake up It's not what I wear Or how I cut my f**ing hair It's just what I spew out From Day to Day And time to time This feeling of frustration Mistake in vision Knowing I am worthless Still I attempt some kind of promise Somehow, this is my reality What am I? What am I worth? What will I become? I'm nothing right now This is my reality