Aavika

Unseen Scars

In a world so vast, I feel alone,
Surrounded by voices, yet on my own.
They seek me out when needs arise,
But never care for silent cries.

New faces, old, all the same,
A constant, endless, tiring game.
Prestige, money, career schemes,
They cloud my world, shatter dreams.

My heart, it aches, it breaks in pain,
Invisible tears, like silent rain.
I wear a smile, a fragile guise,
But no one sees the truth behind my eyes.

Patience wanes, I can’t endure,
Their taunts and jabs, so immature.
When I speak, I’m cast aside,
The worst of all, they all deride.

I hope, I dream, for someone kind,
Who sees the scars, the hurt behind.
A soul to cherish, understand,
To hold me close, and take my hand.

For now, I’ll seek the strength within,
To face the world, through thick and thin.
My worth is more than they believe,
One day, I’ll find the love I need.