Wake up at god-awful early
to go to classes in a dead-end major
that I’m not good enough to get into the upper level
to get a job that won’t pay much
competing against artists that are better
on projects that take all my time
to get a mediocre grade
and my girlfriend has to act proud
because I’m an emotional mess
that continually upsets her
which makes me disappointed in myself
for being a spastic and judgmental prick
for which all my friends think I’m psycho
while they pursue actual careers
in legitimate and difficult classes
and they actually get their work done, unlike me
so they can be involved and build a resume
which i can’t seem to get together
because i can barely coordinate my time to finish assignments
and go to the gym to do piss-poor workouts
because I quit the only sport I was good at
and I feel like a slob when i look in the mirror
because I don’t have the self discipline and effort
to diet and exercise constantly and consistently
and leaves me wholly physically undesirable to anyone
so in a weak effort I go to the dining hall
and try to eat what shitty healthy food there is
because I can’t keep enough track of my money to do otherwise
and at the end of the day
I go back to my shitty cramped room
with my sloppy, asshole roommates
who I hear constantly drool disgustingly over women
and yet are still more involved than I
and when I get home
at 3 AM
after finishing a half assed project
with baggy eyes
just to sleep in my clothes
and do it all over again
and the only thing that makes me happy is
making sketches that aren’t worth a damn,
cartoons that I’m probably too old for,
my girlfriend who does her best to be proud,
tastelessly loud metal and house music,
and video games that further my time-management problems
I won’t stop fighting, which means I can’t lose.
I will overcome this. I’ll overcome everything. Because, i still have me, and thats all i need. I can. No matter what. My parents gave me a life, and a spot in a beautiful family tree, and I will prove myself. To everyone. To the world. Because I’m not giving up. And I don’t need anyone. Because as long as I believe in myself, even if I hate myself, I can win. And I will. I will fight and fight until I am where I want to be, and I am who I want to be.
-T