Falling Short
I'll always, forever
be just falling short
hopelessly hopeless
with angry retorts
I'm tired of losing
it's always the same
I'm finished with playing
a bottomless game
I'll never be stronger
or good enough, too
I can't reach expectations
that no one can do
insult me or taunt me
the matter won't change
failure is nearing
and I'm in it's range
I'm broken, I'm empty
no more last resort
winning's impossible
because I'm just falling short
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