underachiever of the year

i wasn't born with a silver spoon in hand, but i had so many chances to be a better man, opportunity was pounding down my door, but i was passed out, lying on the floor, i guess i wasn't meant to be much of anything, i hope like hell that i'm wrong, cause i'm the underachiever of the year, i could be anywhere else but i'm stuck right here, and as i waste away what's left of my days, i wonder why i'm even here in the first place, i'm not a picture perfect portrait of success, i'm more like a worn out polaroid with a lack of focus, but i really can't complain because i know that i'm to blame, i've only got one life but for the life of me i can't get it right, i guess that i'm supposed to be another nobody, i hope like hell that i'm wrong, and that i find where i belong, i'm hopeless and helpless, i'll never get through this, i can't help but feel like i'm out of time, cause i'm on my own and i've got nothing to show, for every chance i've blown and every moment i've thrown away, today