• A familiar feeling comes to my mind,
    Echoing... Pain...
    My heart too long being taken in vain,
    By one fool far too many,
    My life taken with no consideration,
    I suppose like something akin to a penny.

    My soul grows emotionally hard,
    My mind beginning to go blissfully numb,
    Becoming an impassable yard,
    Many years of trust whisked away like a crumb.

    Hatred is all that I have left to feel,
    People I meet slowly fading away with each meal,
    How hard has it become for me,
    Of the Forsaken, ones who gave up life
    long ago to see.

    I was one, who was full of bliss,
    One who with every blow would see they would miss,
    My heart, being betrayed will soon die,
    Falling from my mind, I hear myself cry.

    I am not weak,
    My life is so bleak,
    If you knew the pain I know...
    I long to let my kindness show.

    I have met many, that are like me,
    Outcasts who get hate,
    Something very obvious to see,
    That they, like I, were disliked by fate.

    One of the things that save me from insanity,
    Are my friends, fellow outcasts and family,
    Nothing more, nothing less…
    And sometimes I wonder:
    What did I do to get into this mess…?