Listening to my own noise;
Foolish.
Craving help,
Yet never asking.
As I see your world;
I might just stain it,
Take away time and waste it.
I'm being left behind;
It ain't your fault.
Don't bother.
I'm not worth anything, anyway.
With hapless weight at the other end of the chain,
Fallen down,* forgotten.
**It would be nice if it was at least remembered.
Don't bother finding the first one