Virus

Sad and Lonely

No one has ever once thought

Of the things I could have brought

They only think of themselves

Further pushing me in hell

I cry myself to sleep once more

Waking the next day becomes a chore

Why must I strive so hard

When it was never printed on my card

I have the power to take it all away

Its not like I've really enjoyed my stay

No one will miss me if I go away

I'll just become dust

An utter disgust

I'll be what I always was

A human virus