I feel worthless.
I have no purpose.
I am worthless to my universe.
I am worthless to my surroundings.
I am worthless monetarily.
I am a tiny spec,
A tiny system of cells and atoms,
In the universe,
Maybe even in a multiverse,
And, so, in that sense,
I am meaningless,
Meaning I am worthless.
I let people walk over me,
I became a doormat of a human,
Friends and foes wipe their feet on me,
And don't bat an eyelid,
So, if I put it like that,
I am worthless.
I don't have money to give,
I don't own millions,
I will never be something of that calibre,
I don't live a life of luxury,
And, when written like that,
I have no worth,
Meaning I am worthless.
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Just A Mess
कविताI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
