I stare at them in languish
With my livid surface and charcoal eyes
I know I'll never measure up to any one of them
All of them well liked and cared for
As if they found a way to bottle perfection
To rid all worries and appear happy
Oh how I wish I was any bit more like them
Not one drop of rain falls on their heads
Nor one hole remains in their hearts
Their parents are still together
Their mothers don't leave them battered and bruised
They have something to wake up to
That's why I'll never be one of them
I stand alone, in my own travail
Covering my face in shame
Just because I was always told I was worthless
And every night and day, I'm dragged
With all the burdens and the pain weighing on me
And they just use their words to hurt me
Just like my mother and everyone else does too
Well how much longer will I last?
How long will I waste away before I'm nothing?
Before I break apart into tiny fragments
