I close my eyes and enter dreams

A whole different reality.

Here, I'm walking down an

Endless row of memories

I'd much rather forget

An endless row of

Memories I'd much rather

Give away to

Someone who deserves them.

What have I done

(To others I mean)

To have become such a fuck up?

Sure, I've done plenty to myself,

But who care about

"Little old me"

Who cares about my

Shattered Dreams?

Who had the nerve to tell me

That I'm not good enough?