Thoughtful Rhymes

Cracked Cup

I'm such a fuck up,
Just let me die,
I'm like a cracked cup,
Where does my purpose lie?

I'm sorry I'm worthless,
And that I need a guide.
Yeah, I'm mindless,
There are no rules I abide.

I don't know how to speak,
Or talk or smile or laugh.
I'm boring and bleak,
Not having a path,

To follow for myself.
Walking in the steps laid out,
Always needing to alter myself,
Hiding, but needing to shout.

I'm sorry my hands are too small,
To hold the weight of your world,
To have my feet be where they fall,
And ask questions like a morning bird.

My body isn't that nice,
So let me cut it to make it prettier.
You said you wanted me to follow your advice,
Don't worry I'll try to be wittier.

I'll kill myself one day.
I won't ask for help or a question.
You won't have to be worried about a word I say,
Or about my digestion,

Of information and words.
I'll stay up late to make you proud,
Maybe once in a while I'll earn a smirk,
Because your silence is loud.

Of course, it won't be enough.
I'll have to do better.
I'm supposed to be tough,
So what if my face gets wetter?