Long Ago

It's been three years.
It's sad to think that I even shed three tears.
For such a pathetic excuse of a human being.
Reason being.
You're nothing.
You tried to convince us that you were once something.

The things that you said to me.
Made me want to cease to exist.
To cease to resist the lies that you fed me.
The lies that I so blindly followed.
Until I was nothing but a hollowed.
Shell of a human.

With no emotions
With no purpose.
I'm just worthless.
I didn't deserve this.

I've seen better times in yesterday.
It's hard to say that everything will be okay.
It's hard to say that everything will just go away.
But maybe if I try real hard.
And throw away this old glass shard.
Things may get better.
Other than the weather.
For once maybe I'll do what makes me happy.
Or I'll just stay here.
Stuck.
Forever.