Invalid, unworthy, blight in the assembly
soon I’ll be caught out in deficiency
0.5 but still alive, can there be any meaning
in the bottomless pit of failure?
No structure, abhorrent, psychic self doubt
instils the notion that this is all I’ll be entitled to
Christ, even you felt I didn’t match up
to all the inadequacies you believed you were above
Scratching holes into my skin because I need a kick
Inhaling smoke that kills me within
Don’t you just love this world we live in?