I never know the right thing to say,
i never know when not to walk away
i cant ever cope or ever feel,
i want to find out what it means to be real
i could never be good, i cant ever be perfect
i wont ever know what it truly means to be worth it
ive took up space, and wasted to much
im the least valued in your valuable stuff
i was once your great accessory
now im a broken memory
im faded and old,im broken when new
im everything u ever wanted to use.
tossed in the trash, on the way out
the last straw, the last straw that burned down the house
im tired and […]