What Am I Worth Poem by Javier Zamorano

Am I worth listening to?
Am I the apple of anyones eye?
Do my words,
my hopes,
my dreams,
are they meaningful,
believable,
beyond my misdeeds?
Can I still be who I was
and still be who I am today,
though vastly different from yesterday.
Yesterday I was so much to you
today like memory I feel
I am fading from you
and I've much more wronged than
I have right
your distrust is your right.
I am still alive to myself and
maybe to those who like memory
do still remember
beyond my misdeeds.