A Loser

​Certain situations would piss you off

But oh God, how you’re always wrong

Certain emotion needs to be released

But goodness, how it’s never easy

Even when you yell,

Break a glass as well,

Summon creatures from hell

In the end you always fell

Lose and hug yourself

You’re never right

Meticulous eyes judging you all the time

Constantly choosing sides

At night when you’re alone,

You ponder of which action you chose wrong

Which word with the wrong tone

Because you’re just so dumb

And numb

A package of failures and disappointmens

Full combo of what they can call useless


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