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The sickness that is me infecting others easily
no hope no fate just shattered reality

just trash is what i am no more no less
too worthless to live too chicken to die

i just burden people with my unessential living
unable to offer this world anything

its my despair and i suffer alone
this nomad this loser without a home

i breathe with no way to pay it back
i take up space and cause others distress

wilting and dying is there no hope for me
sickening repulsive a sad human being

i'm a burden for life and its all i know
i'm a walking debt wrapped in regret
no place to call my own

just temporary spaces for this ever roaming soul
Its disgusting i know