Worm in a jar

I feel like a worm in a jar. You would be the little boy keeping me because you thought i was cool. I sit in the jar loving your admiration because I always thought i was ugly and useless. Years pass and im still in that jar, but you're getting bored of me i can tell. You don't visit as often or look at me in awe. More years pass and I see girls come and go yet I'm still a worm in a jar wanting you to love and admire me. You pass me forgetting I'm there not caring. Eventually I die. I die because you can't keep a worm in a jar forever and expect it to live without air.