Useless
Useless seems to be a word
I’m feeling much of lately
My reflection though it cant be heard
Will constantly debate me
On what another’s motives are
And if it lacks sincerity
Or if it starts to pull apart
The one thing that takes care of me
Sometimes we try to pretend
There is no rhyme or reason
But it leaves you in the end
To bandage every lesion
How could another’s lack of pride
Pretend to ever put you first
Will it be others that decide
Just what life thinks I’m really worth
Copyright © Terry Ledwell | Year Posted 2010
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