Locked

I feel so alone in the world,
like nobody cares and i"m dirt.
Thrown on the ground like a sin,
like a loser that never wins.

I am locked in a room all alone,
with no one to care for or hold.
If no one is here why live?
I am a mess, I am trash, I am a sin.

Every one is gone and is not here anymore,
mine as well burn up in the earths core.
Burn in the lava to my death,
than I would not be a threat.

I am gone and not here,
away and hope that everyones worries are clear.
I am not locked anymore I am free,
free from everyone hating me.