I am alone.
There are people around, but I go unnoticed.
I've been replaced by my friends.
I'm not the child my parents hoped for.
My pain takes over my mind.
It gets to the point where
there is nothing to live for.
They say everyone has purpose;
Where is mine?
When it gets to this point,
it hurts to breath.
No one sees the pain in my eyes.
There is no one to help me.
I need someone.
Anyone.
This is no longer a poem;
But a call for help.
Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
I am alone.
There are people around, but I go unnoticed.
I've been replaced by my friends.
I'm not the child my parents hoped for.
My pain takes over my mind.
It gets to the point where
there is nothing to live for.
They say everyone has purpose;
Where is mine?
When it gets to this point,
it hurts to breath.
No one sees the pain in my eyes.
There is no one to help me.
I need someone.
Anyone.
This is no longer a poem;
But a call for help.
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