Useless?
Sending the word that we don't conform to societies worst.
We worry for ourselves at the thought of being forsaken.
Blackening the lights and the debonairs of night.
We are deeply mistaken.
Sending the word that there is no hope.
For we are the aphotics, the hopeless of the world.
And yet we are still mistaken.
They think we don't want felicity, or bliss,
Or other forms of solitude.
So we are complacent.
Feeling the numb scarring of pain.
Society shuns us, for being the useless.
We act as if we are debonaire,
And we give up on the traditional.
Blackening the lights and the flames of night.
For we are rejects, societies Useless.
Giving the word, that there is no hope.
We don't conform to societies worst.
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You just gave me inspiration. Thank you, my man. I am grateful to have stumbled across this message of deliverance. Thank you.