This is not a poem
This is not a fiction
Only my insecurity
Lots of times, I just wanted to drawn this feeling
Like water by the sink
Like dust by the vacuum
Like trashes by the 'empty recycle bin' button in your laptop
The
I'm not smart
I'm not talented
I'm not kind
I'm not rich
I'm ugly
I'm useless
I'm weak
I'm no one's favorite
I'm no one's priority
I'm nothing and I have nothing
I failed to protect myself
I failed to keep my self intact
This crash
Has turn me into dust
