There is a dagger
                 in my side
I don't know who put it there
   but everyday it gets knocked in a little deeper
I think i might have placed the dagger
   with my want to be accepted
But i am not the one forcing it farther
   I know people don't mean to
      but they are the ones driving it in
Many of them I do not know
   but some how it all hurts me
I want to feel wanted
   like i am needed
I know that people care
  but i am blind enough to not see
I have convinced myself into thinking things
   I do not believe
I placed the dagger in a spot, subconsciously
   But it will slowly **** me
I just want people to see me
  to want me
      to treasure me
          to not be able to continue without me
Even things as simple as the number of people who read my poems
     when people  listen to my words
Because of this dagger the little things hurt
   every comment or silent stare
      every look and every whisper
I want people to need me
   just as simple as that
But the problem is I have caused too much damage
      but i don't let people see
            so no one thinks i need it
                 but i am human and i need help
The things that hurt  the most
      are the people that i let close
           because they hurt the worst
              Unknowing they blunder about throwing comments
                   not knowing the final destination of their words
                        the impact it creates
                            the distance it drives the dagger
One of these days
       It will be in so far
            It is irremovable
hopefully someone will see the pain behind this mask
    the mask i don't want to wear