• I am just a waste of space
    Just that and nothing more.
    If only I could live myself over
    Better than before.
    Maybe I won't be so angry.
    Probably not a bore.
    Maybe I would stay the same.
    I just don't care anymore.
    Now that I am dead inside,
    I can feel no more.
    At least the pain has gone away.
    Or is it greater than before?
    Maybe that's all I can feel
    And I've gotten used to it.
    Again, I don't care anymore.
    Go away you little twit.