Nothing

I guess I'm so used to being a nobody
That when I'm rewarded with good things it doesn't bother me
I try so hard, yet still remain to fail
It's like I'm a prisoner inside my own jail
And don't try to pretend what I'm writing down is good
'Cause if i could do better, please believe that i would
But I'm a total failure, and yes i know this very well
If i was cool like people say i am, my name would ring bell (But does it?)
I would be famous, well-known, possibly successful
Instead of living in crappy reality which is always stressful
I hate the way life turned out
It would've went a different route
I guess I'm stupid for thinking that and I'm living in doubt
You can't turn nothing from nothing and make it something
Since the closer i get to success...

Success keeps running


**So Original**