That's what I seem to have become.
So very close to one of my best-loved goals,
I had thought things were going rather well,
Today people have found fault with all I've done,
Never offering a word of praise for the good things,
And I've begun to wonder if it's worth it after all.
If I have failed so miserably, what is the point in trying to carry on?
Why not just admit my defeat and put an end to all my mistakes in the most definite, lasting way,
Simply by ending the biggest mistake of all--
My very life?
© 1983 TDD