Silence

Why do you bother?
 With what?
All these things.
 Because they are important.
To you?
 Yes.
But why?
 They are necessary.
They are only necessary for you because they are necessary for everyone else.
 Why would I do so much if it were not for myself?
Purely because it is for everyone else; you know you are not worth so much effort.
 ..And why would I not be..?
Why do you ask? You know you are not.
 ..I am.
You can lie to yourself, maybe you'll believe it someday.
 I'm not lying.
That is another lie. And lies do not work on me.
 Why do you insist that I lie?
Because that is what is left. A hollow mask filled with lies. Filled with failure.
 I am no failure.
But that is all you'll leave behind. All the effort you poor in will be pointless; it will amount to nothing. You are nothing.
 I am not.
Of course, no, you are lies. You are failure. You are insignificant. You are forgettable. You may not be nothing, but you are certainly as. Good. As.
 ...You are wrong.
Oh really?
 I may be small and insignificant compared to the rest of the world,
That you certainly are.
 And there may always be someone who who will always be better,
Of course there will be-
 But I am of a design completely of my own,
And why would anyone care for someone like you-
 And I am strong,
Hardly-
 Cared for,
No one would-
 Wanted,
They never want-
 And loved.
They don't-
 And you will never tell me I can't,
You can-
 That I will never,
Don't think-
 And that I am not anything,
But you-
 Because you are now,
Now hold-
 And forever more,
Wait you can't-
 Silenced.