I wrote a poem

[i][c=#7700B2]The things we want most, we don't get them at all.
I seek love and only have found heartbreaks and betrayal.

I get lonely each day passing only by myself,
And all I need is an assurance, a little help.

I know it's true that life is all about keep going,
But I think I am not the type to do so much fighting.

Too many things to handle alone, when it's the bottom where I fell.
I don't know how this will end, I am stuck in a lifetime hell.

You know, I know you were struggling.
I know how you felt when they laughed at your failing.
Everyone looks at you, nobody actually finds you.
But you didn't recognize my help, not even my restless view.

You just threw me like a dart to satisfy your dark side
I just remain alone and sad, having no stamina to fight.

I might die alone..[/i][/c]