What am I even doing?

Why am I here?

I am useless, worthless,

Incompetent, and stupid.

No one has ever needed me before,

So why should you?

Why would you continue to date me,

When I’m the epitome of failure?

I was born an accident,

And my entire life has been full

Of regrets and disappointments.

Why am I still alive?

I have imagined my death

And fantasized so many time

About killing myself, and yet,

Some reason, I am still here.

Why? Why? Why?

Why am I still breathing

When my soul is already dead?