I.Am.No.Good

I am no good,

I am no "nice",

And even when I try,

My gentleness is not kind.

I may be caring,

I may be good.

But deep down in me,

I see a blackhole.

People expect a person,

I know I am pretending.

It's so easy to trick,

The soul intended!

And what is a "sometimes",

Sometimes become an "always",

What can I do now?

I'm stuck in a hallway...

Imagine a forest...

The sky is covered,

Help is faraway.

There's no being guided.

And now tell me 

"What would you do 

If you were me 

And I would be you?"

Would you quite,

Or would you find a way,

Of being happy,

In this non-happy place? 

I know I abuse,

I know I tend to shock,

But if you knew.

What is inside of my corpse. 

I tend then to appear,

Only when I'm good.

But always remember,

What I first said to you...