Under the permanent shadow of my nothingness I am trying to be something. 
You couldn’t forgive a few failures. I spent my entire life trying to win for you.
In your billion dollar house with room for everyone but me. I just wanted a kiss and a plate of food.
If I could I would have given you this world, all I needed was some space I’m your heart.
Now I hope to give you all, everything you ever desire, while I just want to sit and watch my family be happy in a dark corner of the room.
All that is broken is not useless I am fully functional as a bad example and a good hard worker.


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