Weak

The things I do, the things I don't.
Whatever it is, it's always wrong.
I try to do right, but it's never enough.
I don't know what to do.
I don't feel strong.
I'm weaker than ever.
I need some strength.
But how can that be when I have no support.
I'm falling in a hole.
I can't come back up.
Maybe it's better down here.
Down here in the dark.