Treasure Island

Natasha Elizabeth Beatrice Williams

(30/11/1994 / Birmingham)

Trying


Everything I do is wrong.
Everything I try do to, is wrong.
I try my best, honest.
I work hard, I promise.
My best just isn't good enough, obviously.

I do everything I can.
I do everything I can't.
I bend over backwards.
I break my back.
I cry in agony but still keep going.
My best isn't good enough, obviously.

Everything I do seems pointless.
Everything I do never works.
I can't cope.
I need help.
help me?

I try my best, honest.
I work hard, I promise.
I really need the help, honest.
I won't let you down, I promise.

Submitted: Friday, April 19, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013

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