Does anyone feel like they’re completely bad
Can’t take back what you’ve said, can’t take back what you’ve done
When it feels like you’re tripping on your own two feet
All dried up and burnt from the sun

Been so long since I’ve reconciled thoughts in my head
And my actions that leave myself cautioning others
How I might make the innocent weep on the ground
Just out there to kill our own brothers

Widening gaps between love like the space in my heart
Won’t be filled, can’t be filled, by any ordinary means
If I talk to myself, all alone, in the dark
Look away, I am not what I seem

Does anyone feel this, like no good can be left
In a cold severed face from the ones all around them
Does anyone hate the thing that they’ve become
In my head, I remain the only one.

Christopher's Dead

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-self-esteem-is-a-basis-of-living-then-i-guess-i-m-bereft-of-life/