you probably meant it as a joke. probably. but do you know how many times you've stabbed me in the heart? over and over and over and over. must you be so brutal? yea, you can't find a way into a person's life when they just don't leave a door open for you. not even a hole. you are one reason, among many, why i feel like i'm worthless.

the voice screaming inside me is worthless. the tears in the form of blood bleeding slowly from my heart are worthless. drop by drop, dripping me dry of any signs of life. my dead eyes are worthless. even the words i say to redeem myself are worthless. this worthless soul of mine is dead because of you.