Pain

The pain I feel on this day,
makes me want to take a life.

I'm pushed around all day,
for their pleasure and joy.

It pains me to think,
of these times.

For no reason I am humiliated,
They see me as a play-toy.

I feel the pain,
and they don't.

Nobody cares,
but the ones I love.

Maybe my friends,
but no one else.

Every day I feel ashamed,
I do nothing to stop it all.

They pick on me and hurt my body,
I do nothing to them but be there.

My feelings and emotions,
to them are unimportant.

I feel hurt and ready to cry,
Nobody sees inside me to see why.

I am nearing my burst,
and feel they are ready to die.

They make me feel,
as though I am of no use.

But to be pushed around,
and be abused.

The many things they do to me,
are permanent scars in my mind.

I see them getting hurt,
I see ME causing THEIR pain!

I never do anything,
to protect myself.

But I always see myself hurting,
them for what they've done to me.

It's like a hunt,
BIG for small.

And now I,
hunt them all.