No One

April 20, 2010
By Anonymous

False pretences,
False hopes,
Tied together like a bouquet of flowers
A meaningless bouquet of flowers
Empty, broken, dead.
Lies.
No one to see. No one to listen. No one to care.
Built up, kept inside, there is no one to tell.
No one to listen. No one to care.
Alone.
Empty.
Broken.
No one to care.

The author's comments:
I usually just put in my headphones and shut down when I start feeling bad, but for once I decided to write how I was feeling. Hopefully someone struggling with these same feelings will feel not so alone.

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