I Have No One To Love Or No One To Love Me
I don't have anyone.
I have friends and family, but I doubt they care about me. Nobody cares about me - that's the blunt truth.
I am just another unwanted soul on this planet.
Days go by with hot tears streaming down my weary face. I wish I was not sensitive; better yet - I wish I never had human emotions. People see my sadness and my sensitiveness as an opening opportunity to take advantage of me.
Ultimately, my sadness is always faced with callousness that acts as a dagger to plunge my weary heart.
I have friends and family, but I doubt they care about me. Nobody cares about me - that's the blunt truth.
I am just another unwanted soul on this planet.
Days go by with hot tears streaming down my weary face. I wish I was not sensitive; better yet - I wish I never had human emotions. People see my sadness and my sensitiveness as an opening opportunity to take advantage of me.
Ultimately, my sadness is always faced with callousness that acts as a dagger to plunge my weary heart.
