I loved you with all my heart and soul,
But it seems my love was not enough to make you whole.
I poured out my feelings, my dreams, and my fears,
But you didn't seem to hear me, didn't seem to care.I reached out my hand, hoping you'd take it tight,
But you walked away, leaving me in the night.
I tried to understand, to see things your way,
But you shut me out, and I was left with nothing to say.My heart aches with the pain of your indifference,
The silence that lingers like an eternal sentence.
I wonder what went wrong, what I could have done,
To make you stay, to make you see the sun.But I guess some things are just not meant to be,
No matter how much love we feel, no matter how we plea.
So I'll say goodbye, with tears in my eyes,
And hope that one day, you'll realize.That love is a gift, a treasure to hold,
Not something to discard, like a story untold.
And if you ever need me, I'll be here, waiting,
For the love that was ignored, but never fading.I pour my heart into my work each day,
But it seems my efforts go unnoticed anyway.
I strive to create, to innovate and to grow,
But all I hear is silence - not a word, not a glow.I try to communicate, to share what I've done,
But it seems like nobody's listening, no matter how I run.
I feel like a ship lost in a sea of indifference,
A victim of a world that values only difference.My work is my passion, my driving force,
But without recognition, it feels like remorse.
I wonder why I bother, why I even try,
When it seems like my efforts are doomed to die.But still, I press on, I persevere,
I continue to create, to innovate, to steer.
For even if my work is ignored by many,
It still has value, it still has plenty.So I'll keep on striving, keep on creating,
Even if my efforts are ignored, it's still fulfilling.
For in the end, what matters most of all,
Is that I'm proud of what I've done, standing tall.
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Untold Feelsss...
Poetrynot a storybook but a bunch of poems.. *_*_* some words remain untold, some words are said but unheard.