Useless… You think you’re pretty. You think you glow. You think you’re someone, everybody ought to know. You think you’re clever. You think you’re wise. You think the world gets brighter, when it sees your pretty eyes. You had your place. You had your part. You were useful, ripping out his heart. You did your job. Oh, it was sweet. You learned to stand, where I placed your feet. You were useful. Useful for a time. Useful when your anger, could be twisted into mine. You were useful. Useful, little friend. But usefulness is fragile, and fragile things must end. Now you are useless. Now you are small. Now you are nothing. Nothing at all. You think you’re talented. You think you’ve got skill. You think you’re headed somewhere, by the force of your own will. You think you’re special. You think you’re free. You think the thoughts inside your head, belonged to you, not me. I gave you venom. Called it grace. I put a smile back on your face. I gave you reasons. I gave you lines. I painted shadows, over all your signs. You were useful. Useful for a while. Useful when you listened, useful when you smiled. You were useful. Useful when you stung. Useful when my poison, sat sweetly on your tongue. Now you are useless. Now you are done. Now you are nothing, Not anyone. Did you think this was friendship? Did you think this was trust? Those sentimental notions, fill me with disgust. Poor little pet, with your diary heart. You were never the plan. You were only a part. You were never the star. You were never the key. You were only a door, someone opened for me. You were useful. Useful, little toy. Useful when you broke him, useful to destroy. You were useful. Useful, now you’re not. All your pretty little feelings, can wither where they rot. Now you are useless. Now you are through. There is nothing left here, I can make of you. Goodbye, little pet, don’t follow me. Goodbye, little pet. You’re finally free. Useless.
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