My heart is broken,
Shattered into many pieces,
Just like fragile glasses,
Holding on to jealousy, hate, envy and pain.
I feel alone, abandoned,
With no one to talk to,
No one to share my feelings with,
And no one to run to.
Every corner I turn to seems blocked,
Like it was deliberately locked.
Everything I hope for destroys me.
Sometimes, I wonder:
Can they see my pain?
Can’t they hear my voice
Or even listen to my ideas?
Am I really not worth it?
Don’t I deserve to be loved?
Most times, I feel myself fading,
Lying inside, slowly depleted,
Broken and shattered.
I try to yell for help,
But I can’t find my voice.
I try to draw close,
But I feel shut out.
No matter how nice I try to be,
I feel like I don’t fit in.
I feel like I’m being disposed of.
Like a bait…
Am I not a human being?
This pain really hurts,
More than a wound can.
No matter how hard I try,
I feel looked down upon,
Mostly by the people I hold dear
And place on a high pedestal.
-END-
