Worthless
Why do I cast away this mind that constantly reminds me I'm worthless.
No charm, no clever catch phrases- I'm left feeling ill-equipped.
To face the pressure that I cannot measure.
Each reminder making me feel worthless.
I sometimes forget that every day comes with problems.
Yet every problem has a solution.
But it's my cross to bear.
But I just hating to have to sit and stare and ponder that I'm worthless.
But these solutions seem to much to care;
Perhaps I wasn't prepared for this heavy feeling.
I hold no ill will, but still, everyday reminds me I'm worthless.
Feeling dreary and drained, I've finally reached my limit.
It amazes me that I still exist but I guess ignorance is bliss.
But everytime I take aim at life I miss I guess I'm just worthless.
My only wish is to find a life worth living.
Worth breathing and fighting for.
A way to escape the judgement of others.
No matter who they are.
I feel the need to break free.
For this is no lie-everyday, I'm made to feel worthless.
Copyright © Gavin Anderson | Year Posted 2025
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