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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