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I am small and broken,
Lonely and lost.
I am bitter and resentful,
Shy, and grudging.

I am the person you were warned against,
I am the one who you avoid at all cost.
I am the nightmare that haunts you
While you sleep, and while you wake.

I am the person, who never gets anywhere,
And will never allow you to succeed.
I am the pitiful creature, who nobody sees,
But everyone hears about in whispered tones.

I cannot see any good I’ve done for anyone,
But rather, I see all the bad I’ve caused.
I see the death and destruction
That lies across my well worn path.

I walk around in circles hoping to get somewhere,
All the while repeating my mistakes.
I don’t want to forget, nor do I want to forgive
All the errors you have made in the past,
But you better forget and forgive all of mine.

If I could turn back the clock now,
I’d make my past disappear.
All the problems surrounding me,
Are like a cloud that won’t go away.
I am where that cloud hangs,
Well above my head.

The cloud haunts nobody but me,
That is, until I drag you into my trap,
And let you hang out to dry.

I let others take the fall for me,
And I complain about why things are wrong.
I do nothing to fix the problems,
But I do everything to complicate them.

I know right from wrong.
I do not act in such a manner
As to prove to you that I do.

But close your eyes very tight,
So you will never notice,
The danger you are getting into,
By merely listening to me,
And giving me my always desired
Sense of sympathy and self pity.