Reality के बोल

I hate myself For hold in my biggest fears Not good enough I can't keep up despite design The truth is near Try to accept Try to deceive And facts seem clear It's just somehow I can't wake up It's not what I wear Or how I cut my xxxxxxx hair It's just what I spew out From day to day And time to time This feeling of frustration Mistake in vision Know I am worthless Still I attempt some kind of promise Somehow, this is my reality What am I? What am I worth? What will I become? I'm nothing right now This is my reality