It floats in the wind
Uselessly; no purpose
It's just there, forgotten
No one wants it
Cast away like Trash
You clearly know this
It means nothing anymore
It has a use, but people still ignore it
It watches them walk by
continuing its journey elsewhere with no objective
losing hope
It's just an annoyance and problem
Hazard to others
Ruining the beauty of things
Same here
YOU ARE READING
Various poems
PuisiDoki Doki Literature Club has me interested in writing poems now, so I hope you enjoy my shitty literature about whatever I feel like writing about.
