i try and i try.. but i fail, and somehow i'll never be enough... and dispensible.. people more perfect than me

But, Sam,
you have to fight for her.


Yeah, but I tried!
I tried hard!


-Try harder!
-Yeah, but you don't know!


I don't know what?


You don't know
what it's like when you try...


and you try and you try
and you don't ever get there!

Because you were born perfect,
and I was born like this!

And you're perfect!


Is that right?


-People like you don't know.
-People like me?


You don't know what it's like
to get hurted...


because you don't have feelings.

People like you
don't feel anything.


You think you got the market
cornered on human suffering?


Let me tell you something
about people like me.


People like me feel lost
and little and ugly...


and dispensable.

I know I'm failing you.
I know I'm disappointing you.


I know you deserve better.


Every morning,
I wake up and I fail.


And I look around, and everybody
seems to be pulling it off...


but somehow I can't...


no matter how hard I try.


Somehow...l'll never be enough.


You're enough.


Yeah, you're much more
than enough.


Lovely Rita.
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