Wasted

Again from December 2009 I will add that these were written in the same night.

Sitting here all alone
No one is near
To dry my many tears
It's too late to call anyone
All I can do is fall
Into a heap on the floor
Of complete wasted space
Not a single soul here
To comfort me at this time
I just want to curl up and die
Only... Suicide would make many cry
My argument for that
I state a simple fact.
I'm just not worth the tears
Nor the sadness and hurt
All my friends feel.
I'm just wasted space
Wasted life and wasted soul
I should never have been here
I guess you can find me
Hanging out in the hall.

Author's Note

Once again, more structure could be good.