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Don't you get tired of your idiotic mistakes?
Don't you see the frustration it all makes?

I see my faults day after day,
Each time I say,
I will change.

And then I fail yet again,
And I beat myself up thinking about how stupid I've been.

I am too weak for this.
It's a near hit, but always a miss.
Slowly this place kills me inside.

I arrived with a smile upon my face,
But by day two, it was removed with a swift pace.

I see them look at me,
They think this isn't where I should be.
I don't belong.

These days are rough.
I'm not good enough.