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What is this,
this feeling?
No it's not joy or love,
it's empty.
Can empty be a feeling,
is it possible to feel empty?
Something is eating me alive,
and I can't feel.
I'm starting to not care,
about anything,
my family, friends, every thing.
I've felt this so called feeling numerous times,
but it takes me by surprise every time.
Make it go away,
it's making me mad,
or maybe I'm scared.
I want to scream.
Louder,
louder,
louder.
Why can't anyone hear me?
And then I face myself in the mirror,
why do you have to be you?
Stupid, ugly, annoying girl,
I don't want to look at your face,
not ever, you disappoint me.
You disappoint everyone,
do the world a favor,
leave.
Nobody really loves you,
nobody really cares,
I hate you.
Tears rolling down your cheeks,
you're weak.
Wiping away my tears,
I tug at my hair.
"Do the world a favor,
leave."
And so I left.
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