Worth Pt. 1

There are days when I feel amazing,
There are days when I feel like shit.
I don't even know what I fucking want anymore,
Leaving me to believe that there's no self-worth within me.

Where is that creative drive that I once had?
The drive that always brightened my spirits?
And where's the trustworthy character in me?
The guy who always told the truth?

It's not there anymore
And it fucking sucks.

I know I have worth but I can't seem to find it,
It's lost in a haystack of bitter disappointment,
I know it's as big as a motherfucking beetle,
But it's so hard to find a small little needle.

A rant or two is what I need,
To find my worth,
Buried beneath.