Myself

I have to admit I am not in the best place

And my mind lately feels like it’s in outer space

Not the pretty one filled with sparkling stars

But the kind that’s empty, dark, and gives me emotional scars

That makes me feel so isolated

As if I am goddamned and outdated

Yet after I come to a compromise

I am but a loser to my demise

I once again remain

The harsh judgment comes with no restrain

I deal with the pain

Pain

Pain.