It just hurts me knowing even my parents don't care

by Josiah Larson   Feb 11, 2006


Do you feel as if your left alone,
Crying inside and hiding every moment,
In your room and no where to go,
Just wishing to be loved,

Well I do..
I Can't explain why though,
But it's just the way I feel,
You wouldn't know what its like,

Why does everyone just leave me to cry,
Everyone just walks right by me,
How could this be, don't they even care,
Can't they see I'm hurt,

None cares, if they did they would show it,
I'm just so sick of this now,
I need so much help,
But none is willing to give,

I feel as if they think I'm a joke
They will surly understand for when I'm gone,
I will make them cry, knowing that I'm done,
But wait they wouldn't care if I died,

They don't even know I'm here,
They don't see that I'm bleeding,
They don't see that I'm hungry,
Hungry for someone to care,

But hey this is my life,
I'm not lien,
It's no joke,
I tell you it straight up,

I'm lost inside of my own fear,
I'm convinced none cares,
You don't have any clue what this pain is like,
Every word that someone says to me is about hate,

Even my parents don't care,
My mom is a drunk,
My dad 54 and thinks he a pimp,
But none of them care about me,

They even said they didn't want me,
Before I was even born I was getting dissed,
They wanted a little girl,
Not a lonesome boy,

They just hated me from the start,
Dam do you know what it like,
It just rips me apart,
It just hurts me knowing even my parents don't care,

The first people I should be able to talk to,
They just don't even want to hear it,
I'm last on everyone's list,
But they don't know it hurts me and makes me sad,

Who is left in this world that cares,
Does everyone have a dark heart,
I'm so abused... and its not a joke,
There is not reason to keep hope,

I'm sitting here writing this,
Just thinking and crying,
If you could see me you would understand,
What I really need is something none wants to give me,

I see others that are happy,
That even make things worse,
It's like a frickin curse,
Everything in my life has been taken,

I don't know what to do,
I did what I could,
But nothing changes,
No one even bothers to make me happy,

I lay in my bed,
Just waiting for that right day,
For that one day... Where I may never wake up,
But who knows when that is...

Yeah, this is my life...
Its no joke, its all real...
I'm just telling you how I feel...
It's ok, I'm nothing but a lowlife...

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  • 18 years ago

    by Anna

    I really admire you. You have so much hurt and pain inside of you, but you still struggle on, one day they will wake up and realise how much they need you, stay strong it will happen...you use such emotion i really feel like i know and care about you..keep smiling...xxx