I no longer know what I can do,
in everyone’s eyes my time is already up to be anything.
Regulated to the trash bin is any bright future I could have had,
is any respect I could have earned,
I have no earning potential now
-at least none that matters.
I do not know how to walk this path I never wanted to follow,
and though I have tried many times to leave it
something always pushes me back, over, down.
I am lying helpless asking for a chance of redemption,
I never meant to fail you.