Fm Rt Poet Ballad

Useless

I am useless, that I am,
However hard I try
I can fake a sense of worth
Maybe, but I cannot lie.
At heart, there isn't anything
Little pathetic me can do
Other than dash my dreams
Into shards of two.
I am irresponsible
Untamed and unmotivated.
I am merely a crumb to
The world that can't be sated.
I can never use my voice
When it really matters
For when I hear me speak
The weak, whiny voice falters.
I have trouble placing trust
In the people around me
And apparently I can never
Be what I want to be.
My dreams, it seems, are all
Far too idealistic
I am a blemish, an imperfection
A dumb, suicidal freak.
I am unloved, I am unwanted
Weak in any distress.
I wish I could just end it
So I wouldn't feel so hopeless.

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