It all goes to waste

You have been hurt so much that you locked away your heart, fearing it will break again.
That's a waste of the love within.

You fall asleep only to awake and tell yourself that you can't achieve what you want.
That's a waste of your dreams.

You stare out the window, thinking of the pain they caused you and like the rain drops slowly sliding down the glass, water falls from your eyes.
That's a waste of tears.

You're remarkably talented at being able to empathize with others, but you hide away from the world.
That's a waste of your gift.

You see a shooting star and you wish to be anyone but yourself.
Thats a waste of who you are.