Broken

The Forgotten One

I'm the last kid left,

The last picked in the games.

No one sees nor remembers me,

My heart goes down in flames.

Bleed out the pain,

I'm already numb,

I look like a perfectionist,

But honestly?

I'm dumb.

Stand back bitch,

This is my place.

Go away, or I'll hurt you,

I still have personal space.

My heart is bleeding, 

My soul filled with pain.

Everyone looks at me,

Their eyes filled with disdain.

Broken windows are my heart,

My mind like shattered glass.

Come any closer, 

And I'll knock you down,

Right on your ass.

Maybe God's forgotten me.

At this point,

I could care less.

I always try to look my best, 

Even though I'm a mess.

Will someone see through it all?

Discover what I hide?

Right now I have given up on people to confide.

But if you're here,

Reading this poem of hate. 

Please help me, 

I can only pray,

That you're not too late.