When you're broken,
And nobody can fix that.
When you're afraid of rejection,
so you don't want to say anything.
When you're done with being the second choice,
So you walk away and leave.
When you're tired of being insulted,
So you don't feel like saying anything.
When you're sick of listening to their complaints about you,
So you keep your mouth shut.
You act like you're numb with feelings,
Then it all builds up into this pent-up of anger and madness,
Till it bursts and you're broken into pieces,
But they told you that you're just a crybaby,
You're just being emotional and melancholy,
When you know you're not.
So you think it's better to shut people out,
Because they continue to disappoint you,
And you can't help but to disappoint them as well.
So you keep hiding,
Crying behind the door,
Because you have no one to turn to,
When you realize,
Home does not feel like home,
Home becomes a mere place not a feeling,
Then you feel unwanted,
You feel like a nobody.
You feel so useless.
Then you're doomed.
Still, nobody can fix that.