The embarrassment of who I am, the person that is me that stands before people and interacts with people
I made so many bad decisions
I let me emotions and self-delusions run riot
Actually there has never been any me, I am but a shallow project of a sense of a human, there is no me or person to back up any of my life and interactions
That I am still alive and forever goes on my embarrassment and shame as this I cannot hide from or run from, if I am to live a life
Even if I end my life this still all stand and what’s worse is more people may realize the embarrassment I really am, either way I am stuffed
I just want to hide curl away and be left to be forgotten and hopefully disappeared into nothing
I never meant for me to end up this way, I never saw I was leading myself to this ending
However I never was meant to be a person from the off, I was always to horrible even as a child this is what was all meant for me
I don’t care to be a person, I don’t want to be a person, so really I should feel this way and take my fate… but don’t think I don’t feel the guilt or bad for being such a person as this I feel it every minute of every day.
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