There I am
Standing in front of a busted mirror
Laughing at myself
Because I've come to realize
I'm nothing
And will be remembered as nothing
I want to leave this world
On my own accord
No one will love me
Miss me
They will just be disappointed in me
For the last time
I have no legacy
The words from this
Will be lost in time
No one to pass my stories
Like anyone wants to hear them Anyways
There is no one there for me
I have looked
And looked and looked and looked
Never have I found someone
There is only myself
Myself, a poor excuse of a life