I try to do good,
but it comes out bad,
I want to be happy,
but I turn out sad.
I try to be accepted,
But I get rejected,
i try to be innocent,
but I’m always suspected.
I try to rejoice,
my joy turns to morn,
to blossom like a rose,
yet I remain a thorn.
To Hashem to be connected,
but I remain afar,
Oh just let me succeed already,
I wish I was a star!
This is after I tried to be a good member of my family only to get yelled at 🙁