It’s awful how we don’t miss something until its gone

If you believe that I can go no further than this
I'll show you that I can
I show you and I'll give everything I’ve got
And when this is over, I'll still be standing
With my head up, standing triumphantly over you

And so you say
Through seasons with the rain and snow
That I'm not trying anyways
And that I'm useless, so pointless

And so you say
That light doesn't come with the dark
It covers up the soul
Regardless of which one I chose

And so I'm sinking into the ground
Hoping that I can rot away
Leaving a untouched person behind
To grow
Into something that is nothing like the old me

And so maybe I can just, maybe
Finally be free
Of all the things that were holding me back
From all the chances I could have had

So just let me rot away
In peace
And give the seed a chance to sprout
Into something better than what it used to be

I'm just a somebody
Yes, it isn't much
But at least, thats better being than a nobody

The amount of writing done each day
I worry that we'll run out of words