Trapped

Daylight comes and I'm still in my room waiting and inticipating the day when ill get up enough courage to stop letting myself be swept up like a broom.
kids laughing ,screaming and enjoying one another, but not me..
I sit and wait for someone to love me. I'm a child left out by myself to care for me on my own while my family all sits around in the cold drinking warm tea.who can love me?
I feel trapped in a cage like a bird in a room with no wings while sit and try to reminisce the bright side of things.you'll never love me like she loved me. .but now there's us and when were together I becomes we.
My soul corrupted in silence. I try to think of the worlds true meaning of love but its hidden behind all this violence.
So tell me why I think its okay not to trust..trust you..because your never there and when I don't speak you start to fuss. .for what?
I sit alone everyday only to hear about suicides and how she cuts. Herself deeply in her skin..in her mind at the end of the day she thinks she wins.
her pride has been set off for sail..
she fails.
Closed doors and closets. Water drips out the faucet. .
but the rest is trapped inside go run and hide. Never to say goodbye