Worthless

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this yeeeears ago. Back when my life wasn't so good. Have no fear I don't feel this way any longer.

Submitted: July 24, 2017

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Am I so useless?

These words,

What do they really mean?

Do they mean me?

Yes, go look it up in the dictionary.

The definition for them all,

Means me.

Retard

Bitch

Idiot

Useless

Untalented

Unwanted

Freak

Brat

Daydreamer

Loser

Wannabe

Can’t I do anything?

Must I always be so wrong?

Where is my life?

I don't deserve one.

I'm so useless!

Why anyone has bothered with me

for so long

is beyond me

I am a walking pile of

trash

air

stupidity

blood

I am a walking corpse

I am filled with nothing but negatives

Beware!

I shall feed upon you happiness if you come near me

By the time we are face to face

You shall frown at me

For this is me

I am nothing

I am a waste of

space

air

brain

organs

bones

muscles

limbs

time

and most of all

everyone's life

 


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