A Piece of Nothingness

A waste of space,
In an empty head.
A blank page,
In a blank schedule.
A lifeless stare,
From broken eyes.
A twisted tongue,
For telling lies.

Why am I here?
A simple thought,
A question,
An answer,
Or, perhaps,
None of the above.
But here I am,
Undeserving of love.

A burden.
A weight on others,
Little but a freeloader,
Nothing but a parasite;
A pest, a bother.
A crash in the night,
A whisper,
A shadow in the light.

Do I belong here?
Or should I
Move on,
To the next place?
So much potential
Wasted by me.
Someone please
Set my soul free.