I am a quitter.
I quit everything:
My jobs, my goals, my dreams.
I am a quitter,
And I hold my head up with pride.
I am a quitter.
Now, if only I could quit these lies.
The truth is, I’d rather be a failure.
At least a failure can say he tried.
But I am a quitter.
That is all I will ever be.
A quitter.
Too bad I can’t quit being me.
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