Belonging To Him

Screaming
Crying
Trying to make since of this
Crazy?
They say
Crazy
I am
To them
I am crazy
Depressed
Emo
To them
I am nothing
But somehow
To him
I am something
Not crazy
Not paranoid
But sane
And insane
At the same time
Sane and clear-minded
Smart and intelligent
But crazy for him
They call me names
Stereotype me
As emo
Goth
Punk
Whatever
But he saw through
Those names
And see's me
Loves me
Cares for me
What they say
Doesn't matter
Because someone can see
Me
Bullied
Named
I don't care
I was sad
I did cut
I didn't have a reason to live
But now, now I do
And for the first time
I feel something
Something warm
Not blood
Against my skin
Not like when
I cut
No
I feel
Love
Happiness
Compassion
And most of all
I feel like I
Belong...

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