joyless in life

i am a former abused, broken thing

i feel i should be exterminated

i feel beyond repair

the cost of repair is way beyond the worth

i do not exclude myself in the ways i feel about humanity

i think we coddle our wounded

and we make excuses for those who have no use

those that should be introduced to the trash can

human life is so precious

yea fucking right

it should be just as trivial and meaningless as everything else

humans love to have this air of superiority

that our existence is such a treasure to the world

weed out your species

theres too many weeds in the garden

choking the life out of all the beauty

we abused will never get better

we will never function

and will continue to be a drain on other people

i wish to be thrown away

i am joyless in life