The Loser
No chances in life,
Judgement every day
From those who don’t understand.
I’ve tried to move on,
To correct my mistakes
And make something of myself.
So what if I lost.
It was for the best
But I face a daily judgement,
A social stigma
For doing what I thought was right.
But it doesn’t end there.
I’m judged for my feelings,
Ashamed of my emotions.
When it gets really bad
I’m left unable to talk.
I write, but still fear judgement.
Nobody cares, nobody understands,
So I am left alone.
Solitary confinement
For a crime I didn’t commit,
The story of the depressed loser
Has no happy ending.
Socially stigmatised,
My ambitions reduced to pipe dreams.
People judge me for what I’ve become,
They don’t understand.
My emotions kept private
Wondering about the future.
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