Pathetic

Look at me.
I'm sitting here in my Joe Boxer underwear.
Reading your messages I've saved up since the beginning of time.
Chewing Stride gum that lost its flavor hours ago.
Staring at a computer screen that's slowly frying my already dead brain.

Is this why you left me?
I know I'm not much...but why?
Part of me has left.
Gone to find someone else.
Something better to do.
While the other half sits here...
Rots until the end of time.

It was never any secret what happened when you went.
Look at me.
Look at me now.
I'm pathetic.