Strike 3

Life before ,what do I adore, the sunny afternoon looking out this shade door, not knowing what's next ,what will it be, a feeble life, or failure like me , what do I do, when I look at the light, I hope it's the end, I hope it's all right, for everything I know, for everything I see, most of it's a failure, just like me. I see strike one, I saw strike two ,here comes strike three, what did I do, I failed one, I failed two, with the worst one is, the one the one I'm going through.