Iru ka?

What the hell is wrong with me?
I know that I am wrong…
I can do more, I'm sure I can
I've known it all along.

But here I am, I'm paralyzed
I sit here in despair
My mind devoid of anything
No hope, no thought, no care.

Just when did I become like this,
What happened to my heart?
Whence came the pain that cripples me;
And tears my will apart?

For surely I am more than this
This loathsome shameful thing.
Not fit to even look upon
And so far less to bring;

For like to like do all things call
And such as it may be,
Misfortune and ill feelings fall
Upon those around me.

Unassuming - not forsaken -
Though surely meant to be.
Clichés about the path not taken,
Still hold no remedy.

Beyond the fools' profession;
The eternal optimist,
Fate left to your discretion
To prove that you exist.