Worthless

Worthless useless good for nothing,
To the table what do I actually bring?
I'm Lost in the middle of preconceived notions,
My thoughts are swimming through all the commotion,

I've lost me somewhere,
Where is carefree Sam without a care.
Stuck in a rut no in a ginormous hole,
My brain is no longer connected to my heart or my soul.

I used to be confident not so much now,
I liked intellectual conversation but somehow,
I've crawled under the proverbial rock,
Waiting to be awakened with one tiny knock,

I'm no longer stimulated,
My brain emaciated,
My heart aches for more,
Sam is gone the one people adore,

Instead I'm like an empty shell,
Dead inside and scared to hell,
I'm holding on as tight as I can
A path of self discovery to find my old self Sam.