I sit here and wonder,
I wonder what is so great about me,
I find nothing in this hard head of mine,
My mind is blank,
Trying to find some words to explain myself,
But there just isn’t any,
I listen to others chatter among themselves about anything and everything,
and I just sit here in the dark trying to remember why Im even here,
All my friends have betrayed me,
They stabbed me in the back over and over again like roadkill being ran over on the side of the road constantly by passing cars,
Soon enough you won’t be able to recognize it anymore just like me,
I feel that my hopes and dreams have faded away into the clouds,
along with my heart and my soul,
Just leaving me in a dark tunnel with no light at the end of it,
There’s nothing left of me now,
I’m broken and I can’t be fixed,
So I sit here and wonder,
What’s so great about me?