The dingy darkened room,
I sit alone in.
The room, everyone walked out of.
The very room, that rainbows and sunshine
filled.
Is now just somber and abandoned.

My worst fear,
The reason I don't open myself up,
Surround myself with people,
Is the cold fact that the more people you let
into your room
The more people that can walk out.
They can get up from right by you,
Open the door,
And leave you, alone.

Until every single person ends up leaving.
And there's no one to talk to,
No place to go,
And no way to recover.

The room I sit in,
staring at the duskiness dead of night,
hoping that someone decides to open the chalky
brown door.

Im shattered glass,
with no one to pick me up,
no one to put me back together,
No one to even notice,
How Broken, everyone has left me.