Why am I always the one left alone?
Just because I don't voice my every feeling, my every emotion
That doesn't mean I don't have them
So you walk away
And you share your feelings with each other
And I'll just sit here and die a little more on the inside
Again
Just because you haven't seen me cry
That doesn't mean I'm not weak
I am
I'm weaker than I let on
And I'm weaker than you would guess
And I'm tired. Of. Being. Alone.
But I won't cry
Not in front of you, anyway
I'll just sit here and die a little more on the inside
Again
There is a hunger in my stomach, yes
But it is nothing compared to the one in my heart
The hunger that eats away at my very soul and mind
And begs for the touch of another
For the attention of another
But is refused time and time again
So I wait
And I sit here
And I die a little more on the inside
Again
Oct 20, 2010
Oct 20, 2010 at 10:28 AM UTC
Why am I always the one left alone?
Just because I don't voice my every feeling, my every emotion
That doesn't mean I don't have them
So you walk away
And you share your feelings with each other
And I'll just sit here and die a little more on the inside
Again
Just because you haven't seen me cry
That doesn't mean I'm not weak
I am
I'm weaker than I let on
And I'm weaker than you would guess
And I'm tired. Of. Being. Alone.
But I won't cry
Not in front of you, anyway
I'll just sit here and die a little more on the inside
Again
There is a hunger in my stomach, yes
But it is nothing compared to the one in my heart
The hunger that eats away at my very soul and mind
And begs for the touch of another
For the attention of another
But is refused time and time again
So I wait
And I sit here
And I die a little more on the inside
Again
This was written September 2007.