How could I see?
How could it be?
What's the real reason,
If I'm like treason?
I tried my best,
But still like a pest.
I tried to manage,
But still like garbage.
They're like idols
I'm here idle.
Easy to ignore,
But hard to adore.
How was it worth it,
If I did not make it?
God has seen
What I've been.
He chose me
He knows me.
He'll end my life
Without a chance for me
To say goodbye.
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Worthless
PoésieThis is about a person who is always doing his/her best but still fails and to be the worst; he/she believes that the ugliest, useless, and worthless person is his/herself. People do not want to socialize with him/her. I used both genders for ever...
