My mind is aching
For a waking
But my heart is breaking
I am nothing
They have called me so many things
A slut, a joke, a whore, a poke
I've never had a guy to even call
My own
Why must they target me
Every time they lay eyes on me
But I guess it's better to ruin me
Than someone else
'Cause I am worthless
I'm nothing new
Disappointing all
No one will notice
I am the mistake they have made
Their words will scar me
Forming bruises on my body
No one will notice
Do you realize the state I'm in
My hands always shake
My head always spins
But you don't notice
But I've learned over my short years
That If you can't wake up from a nightmare
Maybe you're not asleep
YOU ARE READING
Poetry and Quotes
PoetryQuotes, Short-Storys, and Poems ( written by me unless credited otherwise (: )
