The Stares

The Stares

The pain The wishing The loathing
love? haha you lie to me
what would you know
you watch me with empty eyes
pitying me but never knowing my pain
do you ever wonder about my pain at night
as those pitying looks cut into me
piercing a heart I thought was frozen

Wishing for love
ha love is for idiot's
but those looks cut into me
and voice begins to speak
time's up they say
run away they say
but I have hope someone will look at me with something other than empty eyes


I begin to wish for something other than pity
I start to dream maybe I'll find it
and I do and a cycle begins
I fall in love say I love you only to be publicly rejected
and the loathing starts as my heart shatters into piece
broken cut deep by love now the stare increases
and so do the voices
darkness covers me the world spins

I decide to end it all the pain the loathing just cut it to the end
but someone stopped me showed me kindness not love not pity
but genuine kindness and my wounds began to heal
but the scar is still there as a reminder of what kindness can do