No one really cares,
all they do is just stare my problems in the eyes,
and then increase it's size.
Everybody underestimates me,
no one stops to realize,
we're all the same!
I'm a human, as are they,
I have feelings, as do they,
and all I want is to feel accepted,
just like them...
I may not be pretty,
I may not be the ingeniously smart,
but I do have a heart,
and if no one cares,
why does it bother to beat?
Is it because my life is important,
is it because I actually matter?
Considering I'm alive, it must be..
but why?
Everyone was born for a reason,
what was mine?