Lets face it,
i'll never be good enough.
And the truth is im okay with that.
Im used to feeling low, looking at myself in the mirror
and hating what i see.
Stuck with a sickness that keeps me from living life,
and a father who could care less, really.
And the only person who made me feel good enough is gone and never coming back...
What hope do i have left?
Never say never... Well sometimes.