Does anybody truly care?
Anybody?
Does it make you laugh that no one knows me?
Then let out a bitter laugh and point.
I'm numb to the pain you could cause me.
I could wonder off the planet, and no one could miss me truly.
So it makes me wonder why I exist in this world so gloomy.
Sitting alone in a place filled with false senses of hope.
I can no longer see how I could possibly cope.
It makes no sense the weight I held for so long.
The pressure. The fights. The pain. The madness.
So you can say and do what you like.
Because where I am, you will never find.
The place for the broken, forgotten and alone.
