Never has been or will be anything.

Feeling like im useful.
Breathing once again.
Feeling like im not so hated.
Like i've found a new friend.

Like im actually cared about.
Like i might actually be loved.
Like i might be of importance.
Something of meaning.

But the feeling crashes down.
When i spot the truth.
Im not important at all.
Just something to use.

Something fun for the time being.
Something that can be played with then tossed away.
Some toy that you like, then break and forget.
It makes me sick inside.

Shows me no future hope.
Shows me that im really nothing.
"So don't get your hopes up to high kid."
Shows me that i never was good enough for anyone.
That im nothing at all.
Never was or will be.