I am nothing.
I am no one.
I don't belong anywhere,
And I should stop trying.
I'm not a cheesehead.
I'm not a British snob.
I will never be anyone,
Because no one will ever remember me.
I am easily replaced.
I am easily forgotten.
I have been lied to so many times,
No one cares enough to care for me.
I am the one you said you loved.
I am the one you said you missed.
I will always be the one who left,
Always replaced by the next best thing that comes along.
I am used.
I am abused.
I did it to myself and thought it was bad enough,
But now since your doing it to me it hurts worse me than death.
I am the hobo.
I am the lost.
I may live in a house, and have places to go,
But I will never live in a place you call home.
I am the weak.
I am the weary.
I am the one who seaks for help,
Only to be pushed aside for this weeks new statement.
I am the dirt on the streets.
I am the filth on your shoe.
I get washed away every morning,
Like the hang over you got last night from the party.
I will never be loved.
I will never be number one.
I will always be the one who left too early,
This time I thought it was different...
