A Door with One Key

This one actually is a poem. I plan to use it to get a Scholarship. I'd like a little feedback on it, this will help a lot :)

“Help! Help!” Seems to be all I say anymore.
Help me get the motivation to walk out the door.
Go to school, stay in shape, do your complete best.
Know no matter what you’re still one of the rest.
What makes you ‘you’? What’re the wings that make you soar?
Analyze your situation, and what lifts you up in this fear fest.

They call it life, I think it’s a crash course.
Barbed wire, and fire, screamers that go hoarse.

Yet no matter what, I see the finish line.
But I lay on my stomach and stare at what could be mine.

Where’s my motivation? If I don’t try, there’s no remorse
For when I fail, so I get paid no mind half the time.

An escape from the pain is always a door with one key.

That key is motivation, an intangible substance that escapes me.

Save your pity - it’s a waste on a waste like myself.
Bask instead in the glory of your success and vast wealth.
Bask in the thought that when you look at me, you aren’t what you see.
And you aren’t sick and tired of being in such dismal mental health.
Insane in the head, why can’t you be your friends?
The cool guy, the lady killer, the one without an emotional bend,
The one that will succeed no matter what he chooses to be?
All the explanations are just someone who isn’t me.
I can’t see a light when I reach the tunnel’s end.
All I see is black, would you say I could even see?

Do you put any thought into your epitaph?
I agree with you, it’s a morbid thought.

But no matter, it’s always the end of the path.
What will you do with the life you’ve bought?

Make the best of what’s in your grasp

Because nothing in life is meant to last.

Author's Note

First poetry piece I've ever written. :) I hope it's enjoyable. I am considering posting more of these and my lyrics. Enjoy. :)