I cause too much trouble,
I try to be subtle,
But I just struggle.
So I try to be careful.

Even with all my might, I never do anything right.
I thought it was alright but just not quite.
Don't pick a fight, don't cause any fright.
So just sit upright, and hold on tight.

I am not needed, just left there seated.
I even pleaded but still unwanted.
I was greeted, yet mistreated.
Their goal completed, I was left defeated.

I am just useless, a plain nuisance.
All the rudeness but I'm still helpless.
I was so careless, now this is endless.
I'm breathless and friendless.

My presence is ignored, is this my reward?
I may look bored, deep down my feelings all stored.
Happiness can't be restored, after what I've been treated towards.
Everyone's life and happiness is what I adored but I could never afford.

I may have a problem, it isn't boredom.
Even though I hit rock bottom, The problem isn't 'em.
I may have fallen, it's not even awesome.
For me this is common, as it happens quite often.

I am just hated, they fill me with hatred.
I'm already shaded, my true self faded.
Pain is what I've tasted, I cover myself with colours painted.
This is probably fated but in the end I'm nothing but wasted.
You can never find this related, I've always waited.
Right now, it's belated, my brain debated.
My mind escalated, My actions demonstrated.
Among everyone, I'm the one segregated.