My Broken Heart

I’m sorry I’m such a nuisance,
an annoyance.

My very presence irritates you;
my voice is like
nails on a chalkboard.

You seem to not care
how much I care about you.

Instead you choose to ignore me
and make me feel like
I’m not worth anything.

So I will walk away,
once and for all,
let you go finally.

It’s so easy now
knowing how much
of a bother I am.

I will find someone
who desires me and is
worthy of my attention.

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