I'm not a good person. Ask anyone who knows me. I'm mean and bitter and a failure at everything that I say I believe. I'm not a good person. Ask anyone who loves me. I never write, I never call, I never think about anyone at all. I'm not a good person, no matter what I do. My exhaustion will consume me and I'm too tired for the truth. I'm not a good person. I'm sure you're not surprised. It must be pouring out my sweat glands, it must be someplace in my eyes. I don't know why I am this way. It's been like this since I can remember. I try to keep up with everything I know I should do, but then I fall to pieces anyway. I don't know why I am the way. I'm not a good person, not even to you. I'm staying home because I can't stand the sound of another heartbeat in the room. I'm not a good person. Fuck it, you know it's true. I'm lazy, I'm a coward, I'm asleep all day in my room. I don't know why I am this way. It's been like this since I can remember. I try to keep up with everything I know I should do, but then I fall to pieces anyway. I don't know why I am the way.
