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Why Am I Alone?Don't look at me.
You won't like what you see.
Hiding within this broken heart,
Are ugly pieces of me.
I feel like I should be the one to cry,
But no one seems to think so.
Perhaps my perception is a big lie,
Maybe that's not the way things go.
Why do I hurt so much?
What's wrong with me?
And why did his words sting me so?
Don't watch my tears.
They don't matter at all.
Just tears of a spoiled child
Tears that will simply fall.
I hate feeling as if no one sees it,
I hurt too but no one cares.
But perhaps I'm only being stupid,
Maybe I'm the one who's unfair.
Why is it that I'm the one who's silly?
What's the point in crying?
And why am I the bad guy if all I did was try?
Don't touch me.
You missed the point entirely.
Behind my eyes are feelings,
But they're ones you'll never see.
I'm tired of explaining myself.
Because they all have their own view
I'm a terrible person to cry about,
But there were things they never knew.
Why can others find those who listen?
What do I have to do?
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