What do you want from a kid who wants nothing but to sit in your presence.
Even if I fall asleep every time in your peace. I just want to be in your presence.
Man I'm nobody, it bugs me so hard sometimes. I'm nothing, I'm a nobody whom only you seem to really take interest in. Lord what do you want from me?
You know very well that I have no aspirations anymore, I don't expect anything too much yknow. Man, sure it would be cool for this and that, but I'll be honest I don't really dream like that. For me it's nothing further than a simple "I want to rest here doing this whatever it is" .
I guess I realize I'm lazy, I don't want anything. So what's the point of asking anymore. I'm not willing to...most mostly anything it seems. Maybe I'd like to be willing, but I don't believe I'm like that... Man... I have no drive to life, in a sense I'm senseless. I believe I have a purpose, because You seem to be using me regardless if I feel it or not.
They can tell me all day "you need to do this or that" or "get it together". Perhaps there's no real person behind these thoughts of mine, but it doesn't change the fact that I don't amount up to any kind of standard.
So here I am, broken, undefined, clay sitting on your shelf. I can't be an unfinished project of yours, but I'm tired of asking because my heart is wrong. Man I'd love to kinda have it together but I am unwilling to touch my own life, it's yours, do with it or don't. Maybe you have a use for a useless saint, maybe you'll use me less.
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