Pain

Why do I try to make friends?
All they do is cut me down again.
I am always alone.
Everybody else has their own cliques, their own friends.
When it comes to having an actual conversation, nobody has the time.
They don’t realize how much it hurts me, how much pain I’m in.
They don’t realize that I dig my nails into my skin to distract me.
Even if I told people, nobody would care.
I’m invisible.
I’m practically the social leper.
Please God, let this suffering end!
I’m tired of this longing for somebody else to understand me.

by TiffantAnnLoganAdams
posted on 10/30/2009