Loser

I feel as if I’m inadequate, No job and no money, worthless… I’m sad and jealous… I feel like a loser, with nothing To show, I feel fat and gross, Internal battles are plaguing me… I wish I looked different, And had something to feel proud of… I have nothing to contribute, And I feel like a burden… I wish I could go to this and this, And buy lots of groceries… My self-esteem is at a low, I see nothing but flaws… I hate looking at myself… No job, fat, gross, worthless… I feel like a loser… In my eyes, everyone’s prettier, More successful and skinnier… I yearn for confidence… I want so badly for money, and a REAL job… Instead I’ve nothing, It’s not that I don’t try, I try so hard, And with every day that passes, No call, no emails, I feel worse, My heart gets heavier… I don’t want to eat in fear That I’ll gain weight, I don’t like my arms, stomach, and legs… My smile is crooked, And I have two chins… I’m tired of my internal struggles… Hearing my thoughts all day… I wish I felt better, I’d give anything…