I walk with so many family and familiar friends
But I feel like they don't care about me
I hope this feeling soon ends
This is my plea
Why am I ignored and forgotten?
Why, My soul has been hurt and bit
Oh, it's because I am rotten
Isn't it?
I want to die
Even though some love, most do not care
These are worryful, woven words but not a lie
I want to feel loved at least once but I know that's rare
- Author: Yustaf (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 7th, 2023 09:57
- Category: Sad
- Views: 2
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