Everything is at an void, my mind,
my heart,my thoughts, my soul.
On the days when everything should
matter, those days I lose control.

Good times and happiness should be
everything, right now I feel so weak.
I've been elevated to the head of the class
lost, tormented and labeled as meek.

My heart has been ripped up and tossed
aside, for I feel like I've been scorned.
Investigating the size of this ******* hole
the more I find that it's been torn.

Help is just around the corner that's what
the political correct like to say.
I call out to them but still nothing changes
because they can't fit me into their day.