what's left ?

my pulse is fading
I know you're upset
I know I've done done
I'm not filled with regret
I knew what I was doing
I'm more than the bullshit
I know I'm not worthless
but I never had a chance
a broken home
a sad mind
an empty body
I felt alone
but trust me, there's more to our kind
|| a. i. r. ||
a collection of me being sad tbh