Nothing that I've ever
done has been worth a thing.
To the point where I'm
not worth even remembering.
People whom I've know,
have all left and grown.
But I'm left behind,
feeling so alone.
I smile through thousands
of held back tears,
that have been growing
throughout the years.
So scared of letting people
see my vulnerability,
because then they could
use it against me.
I never got to say goodbye,
always been cut short by
those quick on time.
I thought I'd grown numb
to the madness that I feel,
so confused to what's fake
and what's real.
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