People keep on talking like i care.
Its funny you think i would
You might think it's mean and rude
But it's not like i am unaware

I feel dead inside
There's nothing for me to hide
Call it trauma if you wish
I call it a being a cold hearted *****

Long time ago I was hurt
I was hurting  really bad
All that pain that I once had
All my emotion I had to desert

Now I feel nothing
Don't care about anyone feelings
Because the more you care about it
The more you have handle the ****

The hardest test in life is the test of ones self.
Nothing else matters.
Not one supporter or non supporter in sight.
All eyes on me.
But just one set.
One set that glares so bright.
Which melts the soul of a non believer.
If I stumble there is no recovering.
Blood sweat and tears.
Through my dark difficult years.
Means nothing.
Right now it means nothing.
If I want to make it no one cares about my past triumphs.
My steps towards acceptance
My leaps of faith away from infamy
My jumps above obscurity.
Right now it means nothing.  
Mutation of my desolation into my everything.
Constantly pushing myself to the brink.
Expanding my potential to positively think.
Keep pushing
Keep trying
Keep burning to overcome...
In the end it may mean something.......
to someone.