• Lost and wounded, I wander this
    Distorted world all alone.
    I tried finding my light, my hope.
    But there was none.

    I couldn’t trust, I couldn’t speak.
    I wasn’t allowed, even when I wanted to scream.
    No one cared, no one loved.
    Why was it so for a little child?

    No love for the cold mother,
    No love for a forgetting father,
    No love for their abandoned daughter.
    No love for those left behind in pain.

    I was only a hindrance to those who claimed to care,
    I was wished death upon so many times,
    But I still smiled through all the tears.
    I never let them see the person I really was inside.

    I couldn’t do anything about the hurts I was dealt,
    I could only smile through the pain and say ‘I love you, mom’.
    But even that was never enough for Fate to be kind.
    I don’t know how I still stayed sane through it all.

    No love for the cold mother,
    No love for a forgetting father,
    No love for their abandoned daughter.
    No love for those left behind in pain.

    She left me too young, too naïve, but it didn’t matter then.
    She didn’t care, her love laid within a packet of smokes and a bottle.
    She never loved and he never cared, no matter what they said.
    And I could only smile and pretend I cared when I wished them gone.

    Long lost whispers of the world I should’ve known cut my heart deeply,
    Left in the twisted and sadistic embrace of a darkness I did not want,
    I cried for help that never came, so no longer do I trust the things I’m told.
    No one ever cared for a little girl who knew how to smile through her pain.

    No love for the cold mother,
    No love for a forgetting father,
    No love for their abandoned daughter.
    No love for those left behind in pain.

    I can’t face the loneliness,
    I can’t face rejection,
    I can’t handle the pain.
    Does no one ever believe me?

    What happened to my angel?
    What happened to the thief with my heart?
    Was he only pretend, only an illusion?
    Why does no one hear my screams when I hear their whispers?

    Why does my heart hurt so much because of one single person?
    Why does anyone care?
    I’m used and broken, nothing but a shadow long past.