mtrotter1

Yet I Am The Rejected One

All I want is to be loved

By other humans,

My love for poetry is obscure

And it\'s okay to feel that way

For this world feels obscure...

I can\'t tell you the last time I was happy

And felt secure within myself,

Because there have been so many dark times

That took my joy

And my soul as well,

And no one really knows what I\'m feeling inside

Because I don\'t feel anything right now

And I blame the world for taking my soul

For my soul was once valuable

I want to go home with God now

Where there\'s really peace on earth,

And I don\'t want to feel this pain anymore

And I no longer want to be

The rejected one.