Another worthless poem

Waiting on a doorstep
Or waiting in a chair
This girl is binded by the silence
Inside she feels the pain
Everything she can take
She is strong
But there are too many
And no one there to wipe away that tear
Sitting alone in that room
And nothing to hear but creaking of a door
She wants someone to call
And say they love her
But she is worthless
No one could love her
Fake smiles is what she gives out
Alone in this world
And always will be .