Halved

I've cut my life to half it's worth,
never I've ever remembered about my birth.
I wasn't there when that moment past by,
never was I seen in a babies eyes.

Half the worth I came in late,
no birth just jumped in straight.
Took control and since then I live,
this body I have was free to give.
Empty shelled blank staring eyes,
stuck here till it passes, it dies.

Still, I forget half of what I do,
half the value of memories to review.
These thoughts again I digress about,
the thoughts my memory shares I spout.