Scared.
Embarrass.
Insecure.
Unworthy.*

Those *four words can mean so much,
To the little girl in black,
I saw yesterday.

She was lost in the reality,
Without confidency,
To face her agony,
Alone unhappily.

I just want to close my eyes,
And fall asleep.

High off his love,
drunk from his hate.

What keeps me awake late at night, are the thoughts of you...

The way you look at me,
The way you smile at me,
The way you talk to me,
The way you wave to me.

It makes me feel special

But

When I see you looking at her the same way you looked at me...

My heart shatters into pieces.

The sun is setting,
The painted sky,
All I see is black lighting,
Which makes me cry.

The silence that kills,
My heart collides,
The fire drills,
All those painful rides.

The drips and drops,
Like on a rainy night,
A rabbit hops,
I see no light.

Dreading myself,
In endless sorrow,
In mindless shelfs,
The screaming crow.

And now it's the end,
Of this painful book,
Memories end,
My heart shook.

*... I feel hopeless ...