When no one wants you,
in any way,
You wonder why,
you even breathe each day.
They toss you aside,
with nary a care.
Cut your aching soul
'till it's bleeding, bare.
So unworthy of love,
or any affection,
A life just filled,
with such total rejection.
Wasted air and space,
is all you feel you are.
Marred and imperfect,
like an ugly, jagged scar.
Alone inside,
is all you'll ever be.
Praying for death,
to finally set you free.
Is it that bad? Shake it off
Is it that bad?
Shake it off