very personal poem, please check it out

in this world i'm in too deep



gave most of what is me



whats its like to have integrity



i'm not sure cause i live blind



in this world i cannot see



who is there to believe?



losing all my sanity



whose there to find?



created this mess



or did it make me?



am i blessed



or do i act differently?



spoiled myself



i'm not descrete



goals, and purposes



is what makes me bleed



mother



what have i done?



this desired hate



has made me the unwanted son



i did not mean



to become what you have seen



the money, and hunger



made me the monster you see



do i live a lie



or do i speak the truth



to better our future



or to ruin our youth



to believe in our dreams



or to stay awake



believing its not true



how can we have peace



when theres competition



our place of opportunity



has no recognition



mother



this monster you see



is my release



and when you sleep



i cry



it's the real me.