Worthless
Worthless.
It's such an insignificant word for such a poignant feeling,
For such a terrible, inevitable fate.
Worthless.
We all feel it at some point or another.
Or maybe feel it constantly.
Worthless.
It's a feeling of nothingness.
Of a talentless, uselessness.
Worthless.
An oppression crushing down on you.
Down on your soul and spirit.
Worthless.
It's such an insignificant word for such a poignant feeling.
For such a terrible, inevitable fate.
Worthless.
Some days, I feel like this amazing avant garde, haute couture gown that's been put in the Goodwill bin.
That's all.
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