Cuses

There’s a cloud in the sky,
A bug in my drink,
I believe every lie,
Haven’t learned to blink.

I think I’m hollow,
Never got a soul,
Once I even swallowed
My big head whole.

I’m too smart or dumb
With too little luck.
I don’t own a crumb.
I promise I’m stuck.

I swear I’m entirely useless!
I’ve got every excuse in the book.
But there are libraries full of incuses
So there’s no getting off of the hook.