I want so badly to be released
To find clarity within my battered soul.
To do what I cannot do for as if
To find peace from within my heart.
People don't know who I am or why,
Why I don't know happiness.
I'm helpless in many ways
For why can't anyone see it?
I'm lost in another world
A world unlike that which you know.
I don't see friends or family
Just people trying to be as such.
I listen to sad tunes for hours
Yearning to cry out all my pain.
I'm ignored, insulted, and for what purpose?
To be shown I'm nothing and others are everything?
So I sit here and write, hoping
That someday someone will see my pain.
But the days go on, endless it seems
The Empty feeling grows, never to be gone.
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