Rejection
Beaten, broken,
rejected, torn open,
I'm sick of it all these things
What one might call a simple
fling.
Scarred and alone,
My saddness is my new home,
Tearing me apart.
Why are things only good in
the start?
I want to smile
Its been a while
I'm never seen with one
anymore
Each time I get up again I'm
pushed to the floor.
Whether its day or night,
There's always a fight,
One that shreds my heart,
My fault again for something I
didn't start
A smile, a tear,
A mask, some fear,
Will it ever end?
Oh why oh why can't I just be
happy again?
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