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
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
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
i know this ***** but thanks for the place to speak, even if no one listens