_You . . . _

_You’re messed up_

_Nothing maybe even more than nothing_

_I’ll have to invent a new word for that_

_Oh wait why not your name?_

_You’re really good you know _

_At wasting life _

_A perfect life _

_But then again you never really had a life _

_You just kinda got through the days _

_You know like the weak human being you are _

Stop! Just stop!

I might be nothing

I might never know how important my life is

But I can’t so this anymore

I can’t listen to you scream

I can’t cry myself to sleep

_Why not?_

_It’s kinda what you’ve been doing your whole stupid life _

_Crying and screaming _

_Blaming and name calling _

_You idiot always looking for attention _

_Well your never gonna get it_

I know! I know!

So stop reminding me! Stop telling me what I am

I’m tired okay

I’m just plain stupid tired

_And that’s new?_

No . . .

It’s not!

It’s old and boring just like me

Yeah I’m quiet and yeah I might be stupid

But I’m trying

And that’s all I can do

_Maybe it is _

_But it’s not enough _

_Not in the long run_

__

It has to be!

If it isn’t, then what am I doing here?

Why do I keep going?

What am I?

It’s enough because you know who I am

I know

_You . . . _

_You’re messed up_

_Nothing maybe even more than nothing_