To be someone
To have a name
To not be a number
To have a soul
But who am I kidding?
Myself, sadly, only
Because for others
I’m not even living
For everyone I’m just a girl
A girl who helps them
A girl, they’ll never pay attention
A girl, nobody will love
A girl, who’s nothing for them
A girl, who’d give their life for them
A girl, who’ll never tell them that.
But, she is a normal girl
She’s a girl with feelings
She’s a girl who love
She’s a girl who hate
She’s a girl with desires
But is she a person?
Does she have real friends?
Did she really attempted suicide?
Is she dead leaving this?
“To be someone is tough, but without support, it’s deadly”