Why is the world so harsh
That it makes me alone and sad
And feel as if I am merely trash
Why can't it be full of love and kindness
Instead of all of this pain
And blindness
I'm sure if I weren't alive
Everything would be fine
And not drenching rain
Full of regrets and failures
From past experiences
For I am merely trash
Rejected by everyone on this earth
Who are all about making cash
And don't have time to worry about my hurts
They destroyed me and murdered my heart
And left me with a rash
Of painful memories both present and past
But who cares
For I am merely trash...