Useless

I've always wanted to disappear,

To finally have the courage to leap,

To finally stop being full of fears; 

Perhaps, I'll nevermore be the black sheep.

I want to walk forth from everything,

Never looking back for once in my life;

Each time I do, I feel like puking,

As I recover a small, blunt knife.

I don't want to think about the world,

Or about my terrifying future;

Maybe if into a ball I curled,

Doctors couldn't save me with a suture.

Life is so futile and no one cares;

I just want to run away from it all,

Afore it catches me unawares,

Or leaves me so that the worst can befall.