Hardly a Poem, Just a Goodbye Note.

I tried as hard as I could to be selfless, to be useful, to be someone who belongs.
But there were people I loved who called me selfish, people I cared about who threw me away, and I could never find a heart to call home - a place where I belonged.
I have been torn slowly into pieces, I kept feeling smaller, and smaller, but I still fought on.
Now the very last ounce of my being has been torn from my heart.
I do not belong here.
I am so sorry for being a burden to anyone I once loved.
But, I am tired.
Time to sleep peacefully, forever.
Goodnight.