My Problem

mentions of suicide BUT I'm not suicidal this is a fairly old poem that I stumbled upon again that I wanted to share please don't worry

I know I don't do my absolute best

And I know that if I tried hard enough I can do it 

So why is it so hard for me to try? 

Why do I keep telling myself that I will do my best this time when I know it's a lie?

How can I fix myself, and become the person 

I want myself to be, the person I know I can be?

It's just so hard to try 

It's easier to look my problems in the face and say 

"I just want to kill myself"