Finally had the guts to write this.

*sighs*

Uhhhhhh no title yet.

I used to think I had motives for good.

And yet I never see things through.

I always try, to do what I should.

But my failure always starts anew

I think myself righteous, a helping hand

But I end up taking more than I give

I've always tried to do what's planned

And yet, I feel like I always need them to forgive

I feel as if understanding is only a dream

I feel as if my success is only fake

I feel that they all don't feel as they seem

And I just can't seem to catch a break.

I ask things, but find out I shouldn't have asked

I do things, but it turns out it shouldn't be done

I need a way to know what's right, when I'm tasked.

But I feel like if I get that, I would think I had none.

I wish I was a better friend.

I don't know why I can't be like all of them.

I truly wish the means justified the end,

If I have all these problems- am I the stem?