No one cares.

It's so hard sometimes. No one understands.

Sometimes I want to lie down. Roll over and die.

Selfish it is. I deserve it. I should be allowed momentary selfishness.

Am I that worthless? Does no one care anymore?

Is this how I'm damned to live? How can this be?

No person should suffer like this. Life should never be this hard.

What happens when we die? Is there really eternal life?

Are we really damned to live forever? Do we have to suffer constantly?

Is there anyone who actually cares? I'm injured completely.

No one cares what happens anymore. I opened myself up…

Evidently to the wrong person.

That person, to whom I gave my heart, ripped it up and threw it away. I was just a 'fling'. It amazes me what people do. He didn't even care.

He told me he loved me. He held me close. He gained my trust.

I let him in. He killed me. It's too late now.

He's forever lost my trust, and he doesn't care. Should I care?

Or should I just say 'Fuck you' and walk away? I tried.

He seemed sad. He looked at me with those sad eyes…

I couldn't do it. He's broken me, and I can't seem to fix myself.

It's pathetic, but impossible.

I watch him with someone new, confessing his love for them, completely ignoring me.

I just have to sit on the sidelines and watch them be happy.

I'm hidden behind so many masks that I don't know who I am anymore.

No one cares who I really am. They just want me to act happy.

If I'm not perfect, they won't talk to me, because I'm 'harshing their mellow'.

All I've ever been was a burden. I suppose that never went away.

Forever I will just be burden to people's lives… Should I just give up?

Should I die? Should I be a recluse? Should I commit murder?

No one knows the answers…

So still I act. Still I pretend…

No one cares.


Guess who's back? This was mainly just an angered rant... Enjoy

Kupo