Running into the darkness of every moment I’ve felt I know it doesn’t change anything
Never finding what I’m looking for only what I am without
Grateful for the chance but never knowing why
What do they want from me I can’t do anything else here
Merely a pawn doing a job.
Standing and doing as told.
What difference does it make if I’m here or not?
These things I think of,
Because I haven’t seen any proof of the importance of me.
I still wish I could come up with something that would bring someone hope,
But I haven’t done anything to give myself hope either.
Instead I just did everything to take it away from myself.
I don’t know what to do now.
I’ll keep saying it I made a mistake
But I didn’t.
It’d just one sided.
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