My eyes swell in pain as I fight back tears,
As the night progresses it becomes more of a struggle,
Wondering why the ones I love discard me as if I were a mistake.

Dragging myself through the sea of criticism that awakes me,
As you judge my being as a creature which you despise,
From time to time I question why I was even given the gift of life.

When was the last time you actually acknowledged my accomplishes,
So occupied with harassing and demanding of me to be of better-quality,
And hurling my mistakes and dreadful decisions back into my face.

 
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