I am Nothing, I am Useless

March 2, 2016

I am nothing, I am useless like a lock without a key.

I wonder if anyone cares?

I hear something inside my head.

I see a light from this dark hole.

I want to be free from these chains.

I am nothing, I am useless like a door without a knob.

Pretending to be happy.

Feeling like a fish without water.

I touch the drops of water, wanting to come back.

But I don’t feel worthy.

I worry I will never get out of this darkness.

I cry everyday, wanting to be myself again.

I am nothing, I am useless as an empty ocean.

I understand that “I do deserve happiness.”

The voices in my head say otherwise.

Dreaming to be careless of the harsh words of others.

I try so hard to be happy, but nothing works.

I hope one day it will get easier.

I am nothing, I am useless like a book with blank pages.

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