Worthless

It’s unfair. It’s totally unfair. Why is it that, I always have to wait my turn for you? It’s as if every single thing that can ruin it, does when it’s finally my time. I keep on getting pushed back, while people just cut in front of me. Yet, I can’t stand my ground because it’s what you want too. And all I can do is be happy for you, because it’s what you two are. Every two steps I move forward, I’m taking two steps back, which leads me right where I began. Even if they screwed you over more than once, you’re still willing to go back. Then when they fuck you over again, I’m the one who has to help you recover and get you back on your two feet. I know that I don’t have to and that you never asked me to, but I hope that one day it would pay off in the end. After all of those times, you still look at me the same. No change, and no spark. Same words and the same bullshit remarks. I’m beginning to feel that it’s just not worth it anymore. And I hate to say it, but I just can’t cope. I’m giving up, but so you know; it wasn’t my choice until you told me you were making the same mistake, again. This time, you’re going to have to make it on your own because I’m tired of wasting my breath and shedding my tears, when it’s going to be nothing but worthless.