Worthless Poem by Crimson Haze

Worthless



I put my life in your hands.
I trust you.
You are one of the very few.
I want to help you.
But I feel there is nothing I can do.
You try to let me in,
but I don't understand.
I get upset even more than I already am.
Not only am I thinking about your problems but I'm trying to bottle up mine.
I don't want to tell you about them because they are worthless,
When compared to yours,
In my mind.

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