My hopes have abandoned me, I lay goal-less and lost,
My own faults have caused this, and I'm paying the cost,
A lifetime of ambition, seemingly wasted,
While the fruits of my accomplishments lay sweet and untasted,
My goals have rounded the corner, and I'm nowhere to be found,
If only I hadn't slacked off or played around,
I cant lose what I've slaved over, I cant let that be,
For without my current goals, I'll no longer be me,
I no longer worry about my future employment,
I just want to get rid of my parents disappointment,
For it burns like a thousand suns upon my skin,
The pain is unbearable, and I can't hold it in,
All I've ever wanted in life, is to make my parents content,
Sadly my concentration whittled away, and left a sizeable dent,
In my future aspirations, my desires, and my dreams,
My life is at its end, or least thats how it seems,
I can not go on living, knowing I have failed my mission,
I feel as though I'm in a recessive state, a form of weak submission,
I mourn the loss of my character, I'm now empty inside,
My wants and humble aspirations have recoiled painfully, and died,
So I stand now before you, no longer happy at all,
As playfull and full of life, as a insignificant, soul-less doll,
There's no longer a reason for me to roam this earth, alone,
so I apologize for my existence, I sincerely and utterly condone...
Derrick Andrews
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-sorry-i-exist/
