Hello darkness, my old friend.
I've calm to talk with you again.

It's been a while since I was here, writing in this book of sad and depressing poetry.

I've taken that as a good sign.

But now I'm back.

Screw up.

That's all you are, all you've ever been, all you'll ever be, all you've ever done.

Put down.

There's no point in trying if all you'll do is fail.

Screw up.

Trying to do good but never, ever succeeding.

Put down.

It'll never work. Nothing you do ever works.

Screw up.

Trying to fix it, but only making it worse.

Put down.

All you do is mess things up.

Screw up.

Never amounting to anything.

Put down.

Didn't I tell you you'd never make it?

Screw up.

Put down.

Screw up.

Put down.

Screw up.

Put down.

Nothing will ever change.