My life is like a hole.
People don’t notice it at all,
until they stumble over it,
and then just walk on by.
He doesn’t notice me until he needs me.
If he wants something, I’m always there.
He doesn’t barely notice when I have a bad day,
or even when I cry.
All my friends desert me,
just to leave me stranded,
in a desert with no transportation,
waiting for their return.
I don’t know why it hurts so bad,
why I feel so terrible inside.
I can only imagine one reason,
my life being the reason why.
I’ve cried over him so much.
My tear ducts have been emptied and dried.
Now the tears refuse to come,
my last one already been used up.
My life is all just pain.
There’s nothing good about it anymore.
The only time I have fun,
is when I forget about everything wrong.
My arm hurts.
I pulled a tendon in it the other day.
Now I can’t use it,
it’s just another thing in my life that’s wrong.
My stomach hurts.
I have stomach aches all the time.
It’s become a daily routine,
just like crying over him.
My heart hurts.
It’s been broken too many times.
Who will be the one to fix it,
when so far it’s been no one at all.
Everybody has somebody,
to help them through their life.
Mine is filled with emptiness,
where they should stand.
Everybody has a guy,
that at the least they can talk to.
Someone to flirt with, someone to love,
someone to give love back and just be there.
I don’t.
I don’t have one guy there to flirt with me.
His spot is vacant,
right next to the one where my friends should be.
Why do I have to live my life?
Why do I have to be me?
Why can’t I be somebody else?
Why can’t I switch lives in a treasured bargain?
Everybody’s life is like a lightbulb,
illuminating the darkness of depression,
but for some of us the wires are stripped,
and it only lights up every now and then.
There’s also some whose lightbulb,
doesn’t burn at all,
it’s long been used and abused,
and now the bulb is burnt out.
Everyone should know where their lightbulb is,
how their life is ranking.
Mine, the wires are shorting out,
and I’m in for a world of darkness.
