Who am I? Who am I to claim that heartbreak is the worst pain? Who am I to feel so broken when someone else truly is broken?
Who am I to say the hurt I feel is unbearable when there are people losing limbs around the world?
Who am I to feel so sad when my life isn't as bad as those you live in overlooked poverty?
Who am I to say that this pain in my heart won't go away while there are people without hearts?
Who am I to wish for death when somewhere else people cry for their loved ones who have passed?
Who am I to believe that there is no one worse than I?
Who am I to say that I am in fact depressed when somewhere else someone is in distress?
Who am I to love when my love leads To sadness and headaches suffering heartaches
Who am I to be worth the love you want to give? I am no one significant I am nothing compared to the world
Who am I to cry when I have a family when I have friends
Who am I to try to **** my soul everyday While someone breathes their's out for the last time
I am no one. I am nothing. I should not be sad. I should not be depressed. I am overexaggerating. That is why no one listens. I am insignificant. No one would want a girl like me I am a liar. I am ( try to be ) happy I am no one. I am just a shadow. My issues don't matter. For I am just another girl with a heavy heart wanting a fresh start.
I don't know why I wrote this. What does it matter though. I'm just another angsty teen. My emotions are irrelevant. My slates are clean. So what if there's meaning? I can't compare to poverty. I can't compare to losing a part of my body. I can't compare to losing my mind. I am no one. Just another misfit, another overemotional mess.