useless

sometimes
almost all the time
I feel so useless
full of nothing
empty of the everything
all I know is what I do not know
so much to learn in one side
so much knowledge on the other
I am on the other side of everything
I feel small
like I am useless
ready to cease to exist
I know I am young, still
but my head is tired
sometimes
almost all the time
I feel so older
what do I know about it all?
what am I to it all?
and I am not the only one
and I do not compare my aches and sighs
because we are so different
some call it being complicated
to the downfall and the higher phases
they made me who I am, want to and will be
and we are so equal
from the worst mistakes
to the sweeter euphorias
they are where we dwell,
broken and standing tall on both feet after each time we fell.