I realize now more than ever
That the things I have wished were perfect
Can never be so in this glitch
Of a life as I wonder if it's worth it
To carry on day in and day out
With the weight of my so called existence
To others I feel I'm pathetic
As they focus on my imperfections
My life remains as endless pages
And chapters of tears and pain
From time to time I dare to smile
But it always ends in shame
So who am I and why am I here
If I've never felt I was needed
There are times I cry in the night
Wishing I knew the reason
That the things I have wished were perfect
Can never be so in this glitch
Of a life as I wonder if it's worth it
To carry on day in and day out
With the weight of my so called existence
To others I feel I'm pathetic
As they focus on my imperfections
My life remains as endless pages
And chapters of tears and pain
From time to time I dare to smile
But it always ends in shame
So who am I and why am I here
If I've never felt I was needed
There are times I cry in the night
Wishing I knew the reason
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