Noone cares, I’m unwanted
By their smiles and stares I am taunted
Are they fake or are they real?
I’m left crying into my meal
Hurting, dying from inside
Flirting with the divide
Between life and the void
Maybe if I was employed
I would be happier
But life keeps on growing crappier
With every breath
With every blink
I feel like I’m living death
I’m on the brink
Help me please
I need it
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Hey: I am not sure what you are going through in life, or anything about you, but I read your poem, and as a fellow poet, I loved it. I am sorry that you are struggling, and life is being an ass to you, but you can talk to me about it if you want. I am always here. 🙂