Alone

Hurt inside,
For so long.
They never noticed,
Something wrong.
Now, when they laugh,
They get a blank face.
An emotionless remark,
To put them in their place.
Where once there was an innocent child,
Now there is a heart, angry and wild.
Because they burned pain into her pit,
She taught herself not to feel it.
Nobody remembers what’s behind that stone wall,
Except for an icy ball.
That which was once her heart,
That which they ruthlessly tore apart.
How can you reach out to a heart of ice and fire,
Fuelled by hate, sorrow and ire?
No point in having a computer or phone,
What sense is there, when you’re alone?

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Kay: Very sad, I know. I'm not depressed, but last year (7th grade) was the living hell for me, so...yeah Reveiw, please.