I try to let it out,
to not keep it all to myself
but how can I,
when no ones willing
to listen,
to be here with me,
when I need a shoulder to cry on,
someone to hug me
and tell me it'll be okay,
even when we both know it won't,
someone who understands,
or just someone who cares,
I hope I find you soon,
but for now,
I've accepted the fact
that nobody's here.

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Giving Up
PoetryNothing seems to be going right and I don't know if I'm the problem.... [Ongoing] 29/08/14 [Completed] 22/11/14