my poems got bad, whatever

I fucked up Again and again and again Maybe I wasn't made for humans Maybe I just don't deserve anyone At least I feel like that Yk when you want to do something cool but you know you didn't earn it, you don't deserv it That's what I feel I try to do everything right as I can But in the end In the end everyone hates me Idk what I even do Maybe I'm just wrong Wrong in anything, anyone, anywhere Idk I feel like a diseas An illness Well maybe I am Sure I am