I'm Just a Piece of Junk

I'm just a piece of junk.
Ugly.
Worthless.
Lonely.

One day, some birds came to me.
They talked to me, and taught me how to fly with this thing called "love".

How stupid of me.
I'm just a piece of junk.
I can't fly.
No matter what I do, no matter what I have,
doesn't mind if I have this feeling called "love" or anything,
I just can't fly.

I'm just a piece of junk.
Ugly.
Disgusting.
Worthless.
Filthy.
Lonely.
Sad.

Nobody gives a damn about me.
Nobody gives me any hope.
When it comes to me, they were just keep spitting shits out of their mouth.

I don't wish for much.
I don't beg for much.
I don't care about how the world sees me.
I'm already numb.

Let the Earth laugh at me.
Let all creatures mock me.
Let me be all alone for eternity.

I'm just a piece of junk.
I don't deserve anything.
Not even what you call "love"
Just let me have this one thing that has always been my friend,
and please, don't ever take it away from me
my small dreams....