Useless

Useless words cannot convey
The thoughts inside my head.
And no mere poem
Or story I make
Can clear this sence of dread.

I am the dead weight you drop
Because it’s useless
I am the dust you blow away
I am the old book that you’ll never read
But that you’ll easily throw away.

Nothing I say or do
can make these emotions clear to you
And Nothing you say to me
Can make me less of an entity
Than I am to myself

I am the dead weight you drop
Because it’s useless
I am the dust you blow away
I am the old book that you’ll never read
I am that sad dying stray.

You hated me when I was opinionated
Now that Im too apathetic to care
You crave my view
You try to appologise
When the cuts are already too deep.

I am the dead weight you drop
Because it’s useless
I am the dust you blow away
I am the old book that you’ll never read
I am that poor, stupid stow away.

You can’t kill and save me at the same time.
So please ______,*just decide.*