My heart feels like empty glass.

I'm surrounded by so many full glass cups and still my glass remains empty.

Like am I not good enough to drink out of? Can I not quench the thirst or love from others?

I cry out for water, to atleast feel full inside but still my cries go unheard.

I could break any second and everyone's only concern would be that I will become a bother as I shatter on the ground, not that I have been broken....

I won't be missed, just swept up, sweeped away and replaced...