I look at the picture of what I used to be
In the frame, I see the reflection of what I've become
I let them all down, I disappointed the world
Now, I feel so numb
You say I'm not good enough
I can hear you in my head
But it doesn't matter to you
That I'm hanging on by only a thread
You cut me deep
From my throat to my heart
You're trying to kill me
Make me fall apart
You think I don't hear
When you talk about me
I know you get disappointed 
When you look at the picture of what I used to be