I'm afraid of what I'm doing

Setting myself up just to fail

Am I stupid, silly, and hopeless?

Or going off the rail? 

I tear up when I look in the mirror

Because I know that my smile is fake

There are few people who make me happy

But I'm not sure how much more I can take

I'm about to reach my cut off

Tears are running down my face

There's only so much running to do

I'm cracking and about to break